3 years of happiness have ended and begun today
i wish only that i could know what i want
something so simple as a desire -- and i cannot name it
	or i won't
	or i've supressed it like so many others

when will i be free
will there ever come a day when i can look at myself and feel... i don't
know... whole?
could i ever touch someone (TOUCH someone) and not know it?
and would it hold more meaning if i did? or if i did not (know, that is)

i'm too damn romantic
could i not just find something and do it
such a big deal needs not be made of such small things
as i make important
and i am told so quite often enough to realize this

and back to my point -- simply stated:
my love of not quite three years was ended and ressurected today within a
single hour -- yes a single hour
this is not.. was not something i could deal with
going from near-hallucinatory melancholy to bliss while sober is not for me

nor for anyone, under my reccomendation anyway