Bitch Don't Kill my Vibe

Thinking about what happened yesterday and just thinking about how when we were kids we didn't know anything at all but claimed to know so much.  So righteous.  Funny how I can see it now.  How much we really don't know. How deeply we can feel.  How these things can effect us long after and the changes we all go through.  I thought on him now and realized I don't know him at all. There is nothing left of the person I once knew.

These evenings when I have too much time on my hands and I sit and contemplate the inner workings of my mind.  I realize sometimes I want someone to listen to. To just speak to me.  Even if they are saying nothing at all, I just want to listen.  It's kinda like an embrace without the physical touch.  A voice can be soothing, a voice can be comforting, especially when you're alone or feel alone.

Sometimes..man...I can't even explain it.  But I just know.  I'm not omniscient but I just know, about lots of things.

I can tell when I'm getting half heartedness or maybe I can just pretend to know...cause isn't that just it? Aren't we all just pretending.

Just love me please.  Appreciate me.  Be real. Give me you. Hold me, hold me so that I can feel it.  Let me feel it, let me know.  My legs are tired from running, but if I must keep running, I will.