Your next moves were natural. You slid into the seat across from me and gave me that look. The look of pure confidence that I'll take you back. I always did. You start our conversation with the ending solution already made up. You use the word I waited for. You finally ask the question you always knew the answer to...even when we were younger. Long ago I'd take that solution and hold onto you and I forever. Today I sit still. Looking at you, I noticed my expression hasn't even traveled. I take a sharp stare into your eyes and slightly shake my head. A smile finally painted my face..."No."
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Those Shoes
Surprises were always a sign of love. I know that's why you came. You walked up that dirt path with your head down, hands tucked in your pockets and shuffled a few wood chips out of the way. Our eyes met. My emotions were flooded with confusion and fogged with anger. My eyes scanned your language up and down. Of course you wore those shoes, they were one of my many weaknesses when it came to you. Your smirk caught me, even at a distance, and progressed into a real smile. The one you never showed in photographs. Man. You really have no idea how much I loved you.
Your next moves were natural. You slid into the seat across from me and gave me that look. The look of pure confidence that I'll take you back. I always did. You start our conversation with the ending solution already made up. You use the word I waited for. You finally ask the question you always knew the answer to...even when we were younger. Long ago I'd take that solution and hold onto you and I forever. Today I sit still. Looking at you, I noticed my expression hasn't even traveled. I take a sharp stare into your eyes and slightly shake my head. A smile finally painted my face..."No."
Your next moves were natural. You slid into the seat across from me and gave me that look. The look of pure confidence that I'll take you back. I always did. You start our conversation with the ending solution already made up. You use the word I waited for. You finally ask the question you always knew the answer to...even when we were younger. Long ago I'd take that solution and hold onto you and I forever. Today I sit still. Looking at you, I noticed my expression hasn't even traveled. I take a sharp stare into your eyes and slightly shake my head. A smile finally painted my face..."No."
Unexpected
My story has countless pages in it but I did not expect your name to be inked at the top of the page on that cold Saturday night. I don't know if you know this but I did not want to meet anyone.You were not supposed to happen. I was so blindsided by the time sneaking out your window that I almost missed out on you. And it wasn't until you put on that blue night shirt. And it wasn't until the A.M. clock was striking at our words that I discovered you in room 757. It was then when I could feel you calm, sincere spirit enter through my eyes and I saw you for the very first time.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Simple Difference
Nothing is soothing me but this voice. The voice that leads me to believe of a pretend dream life of you and I. Something we maybe are. Something we maybe were. Something we could be. The vision is false but the heartache is real. The shakes won't stop now and my clothes are melting off my body. All I want is to not want anymore.
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