confessions.

I am a lover. I am a voyeur. I am entranced by a woman's body. I am unsteady. I am too open, too honest for most ears. Simplicity feels good. True affection feels good. Wine feels good. Artists, musicians, & passionate people make me feel good. I can be obsessive, I can be hard to handle if you come too close. I don't forgive. I cherish reality too much. Trust is so delicate.. easy to break, impossible to mend. I enjoy writing, but never give myself the time. I'm always in a rush, going nowhere. I think I need to slow down.. 

I find beauty in things you wouldn't take the time to notice. 

I feel like I can do so much, but I don't know how to start.

& I need to get this all out.. before I explode.