I have a confession.

Perhaps a obsession.

Your eyes are a fixation.

Of mine, my friends think it’s outrageous.

Your dimples show, and you have braces.

your smile makes me delirious.

It’s strange, with you I can be serious.

Your remarkable, pretty, handsome, cute, hilarious.

When will this continuous game end?

When will you get serious?

When will you say I like you, it obvious.

Because it is obvio...

Her pen is tapping.

Loud.

His fingers are cracking.

Loud.

The teachers necklace is clanking.

Loud.

My leg is shaking.

Loud.

The meat on my bones is shaking as my brain is thinking.

Loud.

The teachers says to flip the page.

Loud.

The teachers complains about her wage.

Loud.

I am exhausted and enraged.

Loud.

I didn’t sleep last night, In truth I haven’t slept in days.

Loud.

Spending my nights studyi...

Every logical decision is based upon emotions.

We calculate, all the ways love can make our heart ache or break.

Each decision has a fate we’re not willing to take.

We chose logic, in hopes of avoiding mistake.

Filling the heart with hate, until it is too late for love to take place.

A wall is built, a bridge has sunk, opportunity is out of luck....

If wishes fell like rain, the certainly I am a storm.

For I give and I take, but forever wish for more.

It’s in the human nature, still that does not mean it is pure.

We think we deserve everything, because of the pain we are required to endure.

What about the pain we cause? Why must it have different value then the pain we store?

May I suggest, humane nature is poor. We killl each other in war, w...