Feeling That Pull Again.

This is the story of our lives:

We are screaming because there is meaning in the echoes

The stinging reverberations that we fashion with our tongues.

You want to feel something but I cant stop thinking

how would it feel to watch you sleep?

And what will it take to keep your heart beating?

and why do I wonder and do you ever

and what are the chances of being with you tonight?

you are the story of my life, and I just want to read you.

-A.A.