If i told him that i wanted my gypsy boy and not him everything would crumble- not for me no, not for midnight riders and moon eyed dreamers like myself. I can't keep rocking this boat it will sink i am for sure of it i could carry it out perhaps and when the winds appear to change i can breathe him out. I don't want to feel stuck but i am currently not in motion so feel like im doing no such damage but there will be - i am sure.

He doesnt spark my soul but i wish he would. create fire under my skin but he doesnt.