patience and time is all i have at the moment,
even though at times you turn to me with that blank expression,
that sends a draft of emptiness through my being.

all you want is to maintain what is comfortable,
like that of floating in a lukewarm bed of water.
nothing but pleasuring and satisfying yourself.

and yet, why do i feel this fear within me,
that gnaws away and ebbs my strength bit by bit.
this isnt the feeling i want to have,
this wasnt wat i wanted to begin with.

yet, happier times were when we could spend hours,
talking over the phone about nothing at all.

maybe this relationship is on a rollercoaster ride,
bound for nowhere at present,
and thats what you want,
and maybe thats what i should strive for.

the momentum of it all,
making me sick with dizziness by its speed.

happy to be by your side at long last,
you, contented to no longer have to be alone.
dont worry about being strong,
for i'm here to help you along,
when your down and out.

but then, who would be there for me?


"saw an old friend of ours today,
she asked about you,
i didnt know quite what to say.

heard you've been making the rounds round here,
while i've been trying to make tears disappear.

now i'm almost over you,
almost should be through.
so when you come back around,
after painting the town,
you'ii see i'm almost over you."

-sheena easton "i'm almost over you".



Would you change because i'm asking for so little? Loving is meant to be a mutual agreement, hope binds us. Would you be there for me through thick and thin too?