you say i love you
like it's a figure of speech
you never stay in a plane that i can see
i want to touch you
you want me to touch you
why can't we break through
these little things are like cellophane
if you say love -
i breathe in and suffocate
try to understand
to mean too much
is just enough
i need more than sympathy
i need love
interesting..
and those are nice eyes
heart
rita
*Jenna