spent the night with a beautiful monster.... and i wouldn't have had in any other way.

hey, boo...

when you read this please take no offense from my words,

just know that i mean them in the most poetic way.

art is art, most people like to channel their life tragedies through it,

so here's my attempt.

thanks for tearing my heart apart every chance you get...

no one does it quite like you.

i wrote you a poem but wasn't able to recite it...

probably cause i suck at articulation and i hate being put in the spot.

but listen... just listen.

i love the way you crawl in my skin.

i love the way you kiss my bones.

i love the way your words pierce through my soul.

i love the way you taste...

mmm.... like regret... and amnesia...

i need to remember to forget you in the morning.

i need to forget all the things i remember....

especially you...

but, right now, i just want to live in the moment....

sometimes when i close my eyes tight while i kiss you... i see "you".

not the man you've build yourself to be, or the one you like to portray for the public.. but the you, you.

baby, i'm such a dreamer... because i still believe there's some life in you beyond that facade.

call it what you call it, but that's just what i am.

guess that's my defense mechanism...

but hold up, i don't want to digress.

see that's what you do to me.. you have my mind doing flip flops and cart wheels.

like it has somewhere else to be but it much rather be here with you.

stop and come here, please kiss me again..

i need to be reminded of your taste.. regret and amnesia..

i want to forget all the things i remember.

i keep on forgetting that i need to forget you.

kiss me, baby.

help me remember that i need to forget you.

i need to forget you.

now i'm just talking to myself because i need to remember that in the morning i have to forget you.

remind me how to forget you.

because i wrote you a poem and wasn't able to recite it.

you could've been anywhere in the world tonight but you're here by my side.

so that has to mean something..

that has to mean something, right?

.. like, i don't have to forget you..

do i have to forget you?

remind me why i can't forget you.

remind me that i can't forget you.

i'm constantly reminded that i have to forget you..

but i always forget to forget you.

for some reason, i can't seem to remember to forget you.