How do i even start?
I honestly....don't know.
My eyes burn, for the want of tears....
and i can feel myself slipping...
Do i even dare tell you how i feel about you?
If i do, am i to be shot down?
or do you have the same feelings?
Does it even matter?
it doesn't seem like we have much longer anyway.
You might...
But i'm not so sure about myself.
The silent desperation...
You can see it in her eyes..
the pain, and hurt...and want...the need...
All bottled up inside..hidden from the rest of the world...
She keeps her door shut,
Blinds closed...
She blocks out the rest of the world...
all she wants...is for you to BE HERE NOW.
She wishes she had the heart you have..
You never seem to be....alone.
When you look into her eyes...
really look INTO them...
you see her soul
and you feel yours.
you become aware that things are not as you thought they were.
