Untitled.

titles actually Untitled. , its not due to lack of thought.


i know
what it is i want
fuck the commitment shit
calls every night
the your beautiful lines ,
holding hands and skipping down the block
because everything isnt that happy
we are not concerned with
what we will call ourselves to others
we refuse to be confined to the duties of a title
no time for titles , we define us
with that being said
we are not even friends
so we aren't FWB's
because those are the benefits that only my man can receive
have no misconception of what
we be
see when those erections come its time for you to leave
--
we like to be free
relationships?
the hell does that mean? (sarcasm)
we arent those stereotypical teens
we dont need the other to validate our being
we dont do what others want us to
we do our own thing
we aren't little robot machines
we think individually
so fuck completing each others sentences
we keep the other guessing again
mixed messages sometimes we send ..
no strings attached but sometimes
our hearts don't know how to act
and with us being the emotionally ill
and unequipped for this type shit
we forgot how to deal with that
so we fall back
when the other starts to catch some type of feeling
we stop dealing
til the other stops day dreaming
about things that they
will never be seeing

wont be introducing the other to mothers
or other members of the family
its just you and I
we might keep a little hope alive for more
but we are too uncommitted and unrestricted
to be thinking about being
"together"
Togetherness will be death of this
see we don't want to argue
and have fist fights at night
because of what you did at a party
there will be no " i was jealous so i searched your phone"
no fits will be thrown
thats not how we roll
we aren't trying to blend all the heavy shit into this
its better that we exist this way
we dont want to run into those emotional walls and meltdowns
we aren't looking for that
we just want someone who will always keep us smiling
someone who keeps us from crying
when we fall too hard and we feel like dying
the one who tells us to keep trying
the one who's number we never hesistate in dialing
we just want to be each others light through the dark tunnel
something like the others diary
keeping secrets , mysteries and lifes inquiries
we carry each others key
made special & unique

no one see's what that other sees
wanting to hold the other when we need it
& love we will never speak it
since we prefer actions as they
speak louder than words
we want to be that driving force .... that pushes the other
but instead its pushing us away

we were just looking for someone else to share a little bit
of our lives with
not necessarily the rest of our lives with
though we wanted a connection that was timeless
minus
all that heavy shit
see we
like it light
we don't have to worry the pee out of each other
we dont have attitudes because we didnt call the other back
we just go with the flow
life's too short to hold grudges
& to be giving cold shoulders
we just want be ourselves
freely.