and somehow i feel that everything ive fought for and everything ive gained is on the verge of collapse as im speaking to you trying to iterate all my fears and all you say is ok and my awe is not admiration but doubt and all you can say is eric are you there dont you realize i dont care?
im sick and im ill my head and my body and my heart all enveloped in a ghastly display of green hiding our blue eyes and all i can think of is is that i love you.
and i dont know what to do i wonder if we're alright i havent seen you in less than a fortnight darling dearest lovely angel of my dreams ascended from the stars above that spoke of a prophesy and the irony is that all the stars you wish on are already dead.
please talk to me speak with me smooth my fears and my doubts steady my heart beat and keep my eyes in drought for the rainfall would wash me away and id never be the same.
slowly but surely my hand will find its way to you slowly but surely my lips wil be graced by their lovers and sooner or later your words will steam out and ill wash myself in the intoxication of your voice.
i think im going insane im sad and frightened and ive never been so ashamed i see in my head all the images i hide locked in a cage and thrown into my mind and when paranoria strikes i lose confidence and i submit the key to my enternal demise.
see inside of my all these things I HAVE TO BE and keep me warm and keep my eyes blue and whisper me your passionate secrets and i promise to help them come true in a day or in the secret of the ever flowing night.
man do i love you and i love your touch and i like the way billy says it in scream and the one thing i missed the most seems to still be a ghost gliding and twisting its forms to hide all of my most trusted delicies, my heart runs rampant, in the sea--it cant swim.