Misleading Steps or Steps Misleading...

I've been reading, I've been watching and I've been listening... but mostly dreaming...

I am more emotionally motionless, than less emotional... I have no e-motion left. Because you put my emotions to the left, and that's not right.

I wish I was supported and told by someone that she didn't deserve me. Maybe then I would have felt some sort of comfort in me that there must have been something encouragingly unique that others lacked in there inner physique.
But the biggest problem was... I didn't even believe you deserved me.
Knowingly I never deserved you, you quickly reminded me I didn't deserve you...
It was always easier for you to let go of me and was never easy of me to let go of you.
Because... You never needed me, and I always needed you...
... and I thought you knew...
But I guess you knew as little of me, of what I knew of you...

So, I am cryonically preserved. Love reserved for someone to serve my thirst.
The woman in my dreams says I deserve to be loved. And she is someone you could never become.
So, she is the only person I can love. Infact, my only love.
No more love until I fall in love with being loved...

I'm usually emotionally slutty because I'm an emotional whore. (Bad metaphor? Not at all.)
But only because... "I loved her the way she wanted to be loved and she pretended to be someone she wasn't. Or did she even pretend?"

And as I close my eyes for the night, you appear in sight. And if you aren't how I envisioned you in my dreams, will you still love me? If you are who I fear you to be, I will love and vision you endlessly...
Whether I feel you in essense or view you in clear view, in the presence. You always vanish from the present to appear in evanescence. Your essense is described as more than just a present ('a gift' to those who are still learning the meaning behind this message) A miracle, a disguise as a blessing...

My bed misses the comfort of a she. The comfort of a womans sheet...
Wrap me up in your arms and lay me down in your sleep.
I need someone to catch me...
I'm spiralling down the lower staircase, and you're still on the higher leveled stairway, a step closer to taking too many steps away from me... and you're at the final step, the final step out of reach. And I'm almost at my final feet...
And no matter how many steps I see infront of me, you still remain out of reach and in the arms of someone who should rightfully be me...



"Blessed with living, but depressed when questionin' it."

"Frozen dreams, stuck on thinking bout you holding me."

"Recognize me fast, and accept me slow. Because, when two finally meet, they silently speak. Eyes are mystique. Silence critiqued."

"Looking at the ground with a frown, cause romantic situations got you looking like a clown."

"You're not just gonna walk away from me,"

"Please stay with me. Don't tell me that this is just a cheap fantasy. You give a sweet glance to me. Said, "Not now"