On frozen nights when it is too cold to bleed,
Those are the times I am afraid to dream.
When conversation brings unwanted memories,
Tears flowing in streams until I can finally breathe.
The truth is that getting over things
Is what I do best sometimes it seems.
But how the sun shines when he speaks to me!
And I find myself wanting to know everything.
I want to look through his eyes, to see what he sees,
I want to know if he ever thinks about me.
In the end though, I shyly retreat.
I can't allow him into my reality.
I know I could love him, most certainly.
But we all know what happens...
when someone is loved by me.
For my gorgeous friend EJ. I could write a thousand poems... about his eyes alone.
So much expressive,dear,be careful.
This is so well written and a pleasure to read!
Oh that is lovely
It's lovely. But a bit sad...
Wow, this is wonderful stuff...