I want to kiss you again.

Curse that time is too short,
Life is far too long,
That Partner in Crime turned gay,
That I was saddled by Ennui,
And I'm still not sure
How to read you yet.
That challenge, sweet challenge.
I make people laugh
Because I make myself laugh.
Infinite Laughter is better
Than Infinite Tears,
And those have been shed enough.
I wander around, secretly hoping
That I find my lifelong cellmate,
Who knows that my injuries
Are just Flesh Wounds,
That Life is Adventure,
To Live is to tell another Story,
And that I firmly believe
That a beer or a hot shower
Will cure what ails you.

After all of that, I still want to kiss you again.