untitled and unfinished...
My straightened hair falls to curls, from the moisture from my eyes.
If my heart stops beating my blood, this would be no surprise.
I want you so bad I feel as if I could break free out of my skin.
Electric currents race up and down my spine, to my jaw and then my chin.
I am trapped in my body by the fabric of life, while my thoughts are only of you.
Missing you is an understatement, if only you had a clue. . .