  R emember when love wasn’t complicated?&nbsp; it was more like , “Do you like me? &nbsp;Circle one. Yes or No (no maybes).” when it was easy?&nbsp; when a dollar made you feel like the richest kid on the block?&nbsp; when you really thought M.A.S.H. could would determine your future?&nbsp; but that was then and this is now. and now things are complex.&nbsp; love is complex.&nbsp; because when i am with you, everything seems right.&nbsp; i feel all these things from the past again.&nbsp; i feel like a kid again.&nbsp; like a kiss from you makes me the richest kid in the world.&nbsp; like our conversations would should determine our futures.&nbsp; but when i am not with you, my love is convoluted.
O ne day it will all be clear again.&nbsp; i will understand love.&nbsp; loving others.&nbsp; loving myself.&nbsp; loving you. &nbsp;even though i am not supposed to… not yet anyway.&nbsp; what am I to do until that day?&nbsp; the day when the dawning of my subconscious will be a release from that which confounds me.&nbsp; i am constantly perplexed by all that is you and me.&nbsp; what is and isn’t supposed to be. &nbsp;me and you. and what we feel, what i feel when we are&nbsp;close C loseness to you leaves me wanton, yearning, moist.
Separation from you leaves me desperate to be close to you again.&nbsp; enraptured by you.&nbsp;my sagittarian obsession. you are fire and i am water.&nbsp; under the right circumstances, we can become steam… K inetic, volatile, powerful, cleansing.&nbsp; we are all these things. steam trying to escape the confines of that which contains us.&nbsp; but we can’t be together.&nbsp;&nbsp;remember when love wasn't complicated? when catching fireflies was a favorite summer night activity? when holding hands meant you were a couple?&nbsp; i remember when love wasn’t complicated.&nbsp; i remember it every time i kiss you. 
