3/31/08

Kill Bill pt. 1

You can call me Bill for tonight.

Right now I'm writing to your snores, you're so fast asleep
I hope you're dreaming of me
About how you're the composer, and I'm the melody you've invisioned
Plus one, how with me there would be no such thing as infidelity
I'll behave myself, no Class B felonies
Until you want to pull the handcuffs out just to scare me, heh
Knowing that you're really into anything, aside from a few
You can trust me, I'd never kiss and tell anybody about you due to my jealousies

You're my inspiration, and it feels like I've been waiting on you for six years
Whenever I think about you, the words flow like water out on the page
I dream about you, on a consistent day to day
But you only see what I choose to type down, you have yet to see ANYTHING
Just for your viewing pleasure, the things you do read into don't even touch the skin
The way I feel about you runs SO much more deep, I don't know where to begin...
Sometimes I can't sleep because my hands need to write;
About how YOU make me feel
Until carpal tunnel starts to form, take a 5 second break;
Bleed the emotions out of the pen & continue to ALWAYS keep them real
How your laugh makes me smile like no one ever has
Or how you so easily make me laugh
Or how you're in tune with me more than any woman EVER has stayed
This just ISN'T go & grab, this is how my heart's strings play
It's been a little more than half of a decade
I'm smoking lesser, loving more, but not knowing if you feel the same way

Slow down Haze...

All I can say is I love everything
About you, every aspect compliments my wicked ways
Funniest thing, I can see myself in change
And while every other woman fades when they should start to
I ONLY see you as someone I need to talk to
And they were just obstacles to get past, just like the;
Crazy Eighty-Eights.

I know you've wondered why people tend to call me Haze
It's not just my habitual smoking, and immunity thereof; there's more behind the name
I have so much love to give;
And the way only you could obtain, you couldn't help but to become addicted
I THINK you're waking up
Let me explain more spontaneously in-depth later...
I need to go and soothe you with my words while I listen to you dream of me more
Nevermind... I'll just whisper goodnight; you're sleeping too infinitely peaceful mi amor
Some words are so hard to say

Tonight, you're KILLING me with the mere thought of your love.
So it's OK for this one 12-hour shift to call me Bill.

Go ahead #@!, finish snoring your night away.

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