Im so tired..........and I wish I had something witty to say, I've called her twice allready....one more time and Im an official loser, so I stare out the window, and think about who this(my mood) is really about and I feel like I've got rocks in my belly..........cuz I think about her lips, and the way her hair falls across one eye when she tilts her head and looks at me, and that content little smile on her face----letting me know that I haven't touched her yet. You know, touched her inside, where it counts. Not like shes touched me. cuz one smile from her makes me feel like I could conquer earth with my bare hands, but to think of life without her loving me makes me want to climb a tower with high powered rifle and..............
