perfect time

there's this silence im abiding by but must refuse. i only want to be with you. there's this patience that i want to let go of. let go of. get rid of....please let me live you. i have seen you within 12 years. i have made you inside a bed inside a sheet set. inside my head. i cant have you like i want to be. and sometimes it makes it hard to breathe. that one day i had you complete and now i have only those laughs and only those remembered. i shared you too much within myself, knew i didnt have to do it. knew that i would fall over you and hit the floor. my mind keeps telling me to go get more. my hearts not budging to the door. you have struck it with me you have caught my heat. i think of you all too often as if its your defeat. although there is no hate...there's nothing of the sort. i thought that you enjoyed this and i thought that YOU'd want more. you told me....you started the convo....of all the times you missed me. of everything i said to you had gotten under your being. maybe i missed to manner in which you spoke. however i wasnt listen all too well. for your lips could only prevoke. i tried to hear the things you said and i did i know i did. but when you touched the back of my head...i knew i had to give. into you i cannot get out. you were inside me. ill see you again soon enough and youll tell me it over and over. more then 3 i hope.