I think it is quite nearly possible that I have a slight crazed fixation with you.
With your mind, and your body. Your weak limbs and your flashing smile.
Still, still my mind wanders and drifts to those days
when life and its intricacies were nothing but a burden.
We could let it pass as it pleased, the indifference that placated
our souls kept us in tune with the rhythm of our hearts.
I yearn for times of yore.
Let's be lost souls?
Much too much has passed and I am stuck in a frenzy as always and
the juggernaut of emotions known as adolescent life has swept me off of my feet.
