Love pt. XIII What am I seeing?Is this the feeling I've been longingor just the longing for a feeling?How much can be stacked on the concept of believing?Secondary thoughts always seem to conquer the eveningsLeaving me thinking of her, putting feelings in wordsKnowing that every thought is decievingShe messaged me saturday night: 'Did you see the photo of us?'And I thought I would bust, remembering holding it upSeeing our faces before me, sitting wondering of whatReally happened that night and if this was falling in love?So I answered 'Yes' and asked 'What were we doing?:)'Reminiscin' me on the left of her holding a cupOne message led to another, and she finally asked:'Are you coming, or what?'Entering two things at the end of it: a ':D' and a 'Hug!'And left the party after almost throwing up on the rugWe spent the nightAnother wake-up in her dusty apartmentWith my jeans by my feet and her thong on the carpetThis time without the feeling of being like hundreds of othersBoth with brains longing to functionBut with none of us really wanting to start 'emI gladly missed my wash time Spending a moment in lust with my little sun of the morning!Now I'm thinking how I can turn a 'hug' to a 'kiss'Stuck in the midst of thoughts of her distanceLove or existance? I wander in wishesWondering how many of my brothersWent insane over the love for a sister!