Question: Would You?

If I text you my questions, would you answer them?
If I write you a letter, would you read it and write back?
If I called you over the phone to express my concerns, would you listen?
If I send you a gift, would you receive it and send something back?
If I drew a picture of what the inside of my mind looks like, would you call it art and love it?
If I write a poem and give it to you, would you decipher the meaning and say that my words are beautiful?
If I painted a mural of what's inside of my heart, would you not break it and take care of it?

If I were to love you with all of my heart, would you love me the same?
If I were to take care of you with all of my being, would you care for me in the same way?
If I can give you all that you would ever want and need, would you return the gratitude?
If I risked all that I had for you, would you risk for me?
If I sacrificed all that I am to be with you, would you sacrifice for me?
If I had to give up everything, would you appreciate my gesture and supply all that I've lost just to be with you?
Would you do for me, as I would do for you??
 

When It's Over

Thinking about him every day, my mind gets weak
Thinking about him every night, my heart grows heavy
Memories of him brings me to tears
Memories of him also brings me fears
Staying in my head, I relive every possible moment with him
Staying in my head, I replay future endeavors with him
Laying on my bed, I dream of encounters with him
Laying on my bed, I dream of us being together again

He's gone now and I wonder if he will ever return
He's gone now and I wonder if I will ever see him again
I'm still here, left suffering in hurt and pain
I'm still here, left behind with just...feelings
There will be a return, but it will not be the same
There will be a return, but he will not get what he seeks to regain..

Robot Sex

It felt like robot sex, just going through the motions
It felt like robot sex, just all the same routines
It felt like robot sex, the same thing over again.
He felt the same inside me. He did me the same.
I moaned the same. I clawed and grabbed him the same
It felt like robot sex; have we reached the end of our bed?
It felt like robot sex; has the fun and the intensity of our sex burn out?
It felt like robot sex; could we ever regain the desires of having sex with each other again?
I want it to be good again. I want it to be great again.
I want it to be rough again. I want it to be hard and raw again.
It was robot sex, the same pleasure
It was robot sex, a dull moment
It was robot sex, the same sexual regularity but satisfying
I want it to be new again. I want the passion back
I want it to be thrilling again. I want the freakiness back
He moaned the same. He did me the same. I said his name I like I always would do. I climaxed like he always made me do.
It was Robot Sex, it felt surreal.
It felt like Robot Sex, barely able to feel