This is what the inside of my head looks like...
People come and go,
some stay and others go.
But they mostly go..
People talk and others listen,
some just really wait for their turn to speak.
Some people give,
while others take..
The takers take all they can take,
without giving anything back.
You live and you learn,
and hopefully you learn as much as you live.
Some say ignorance is bliss.
Others say knowledge is power.
You could be the happy idiot.
You could be the enlightened commoner.
You want to file criminal love charges against me? That's fine. I'll raise my right hand and solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth... plead not guilty and claim self defense...
Hard to express the feelings that can't be denied.
Some words can only be whispered because their meanings resonate and can cause an earthquake if they were blatantly said out loud.
Dark, mysterious, shy, glaring, thought provoking eyes are my Achilles' heel.
Every time I look into your eyes I am reminded that time is indefinite...
I could watch you for a life-time.
I could watch the reflection of me depicted in your eyes for a life-time.
I feel as if that's what it's all about...
Liking yourself, Liking your significant other, and liking the image you see of yourself through your other half's eyes.
"Why are you looking at me that way?"
"Why am I looking at you what way?"
::enter giggle here::
Eye's speak their own language...
Mind blowing how you can interpret a whole idea/though just from making eye contact with someone....
To me, that's chemistry.
That's everlasting chemistry.
One can only hope to keep alive that sparkle in your lover's eye...
To be able to grow and change with a partner and still love yourself and your reflection in your partners eyes.
I love the way you look at me.
If looks could kill.....
I'd die a thousand deaths, and hope you'd be the last sight I see each time.
I believed in your vision when you didn't look at me with clouded vision.
I've started to write messages in empty bottles that will never get to you because there are too many seas between us.
Seas filled with preconceived notions and doubts.
There are too many miles between us...
and as of late, I can feel distance, and I'm not talking about the miles.
I used to feel your presence more than someone who's I always had around.
You've been around and around...
And I've waited and waited, convinced that good things come to those who wait.
All that wait makes a person wonder, what if better things come if initiative is taken?
My every attempt at better takes me further away from you.
And I can't help but always wonder,
What if when you make it all the way around I'm no where to be found.
An empty heart and full head can get the best of you.
The best of me you always had...
Even when I had none of you.
The best of me you still have...
and I still have none of you.
I keep my mouth quiet but my brain won't ever shut the fuck up about you.
I try so hard not to act reckless..
I think about you even when I'm not thinking.
Stop missing all the moments that matter because your presence matters.
It matters to me.
I guess I missed you so much I went missing.
I still believe in your vision....
I just need you to stop looking at me with clouded vision.
