Please...Don't,
Don't ask me how I feel.
Don't ask me to stay .
Don't ask me to try .
Don't ask me to listen.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me for more.
Don't ask me to feel you.
Don't ask me to be honest.
Don't ask me to let down these walls.
Don't ask me to love you.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me to kiss you.
Don't ask me to just understand.
Don't ask me to think about it.
Don't ask me why I run.
Don't ask me if I want this.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me to calm down.
Don't ask me to forget.
Don't ask me why I cry.
Don't ask me why it's still you.
About Me
- Sutebean
- I recently relocated myself and Luna the cat to Cheyenne from Portland. I really miss home...Mostly the beach, the greeness, and Portland's music scene. I had never moved more than 20 miles from home so this has been a challenging new experience. Having to be on my own, away from all my childhood friends really sucks. But on the upside, the recent self-revelations that have come with this independence are priceless. In my heart, Portland will always be home. I really miss Fire on the Mountain, Portland's best hotwing place EVER! Honorable mention to McMenamin's brewing. Service wan't always the best, but the people and beer were.
3 comments:
Hey Sutebean,
And Why Not! An Enquiry mind wants to know.
Tasha
sutebean . you are a fixture in my heart and i can feel your energy on this. I only wish i could steal your thunder.
Hey there Sutebean, been waiting for a new post! Hope you didn't work too hard on Christmas night.
Happy New Year!
Tasha
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