They met in a chatroom,
One for people ten and up...

These eager words will never escape my lips,
Just as my heart will never avoid your feet...

A simple glance,
That turns into a stare...

Not bothering with "I'm home,"
As I step in through the door...

Distant rhymes embrace my cries,
for oceans can only part us physically...

I don't wanna talk to you,
Even if you wanna talk to me...

Dear Mindy Huang,
Please close your eyes...

Innocent feet fumble along piled gravel,
wincing at the roughness of a lonely earth...

Loving you is a disease,
It's something I cannot rid of...

I've seen the way she looks at you,
And I see you looking at her too...

Actual Title (Too Long): "Breathing Requires...
It seems that my surroundings have been enthralled...

Don't touch me,
I don't want lust...