this feeling is so familiar

that its nostalgic

and annoying

and suprising

all at once.

restless to say the least

impossible for a quiet moment

of inner peace

bored to death

yet impossible to sit still.

he doesn't care

do i even care?

probably not,

definitely not as much as my ego does.

attraction becoming mild at best

beyond shallow compared

with the rest

i swear these people just like the sound

of their own voices.

and they're all afraid of being alone

in the dark,

even though they are bed hogs.

-Fabienne Chaloux