Im so distracted, I want to concentrate on writing this, but Its so hard for me, Im not sure whether its because I cant stop thinking of you or whether its because Im hoping your not thinking of someone else, The T.V. the lights, the walls are all distracting me. I want this to be the most perfect poem Ever written, but it will never be, just because Im trying so hard, just like I do with our relationship, I push you constantly into trying to be perfect because Im into this whole \"Perfect Lifestyle\" which is never going to occur. I wish you could carry me around in your back pocket, Why? Because wanna be near you always, its like I can never get enough of your presence, Sometimes I think u hate it and sometimes i think you absolutely love it, My energy feeds off of you, without you I am like a dried Daisy, Dark and lifeless, I hate that feeling...i love you more everyday And there\'s nothing more for me to say...
