| *Unreal* You look at me, And give a slight smile towards my direction As recognition that i am there, But you say nothing to me And go on chatting with the 'others'. You see me, through your rose-colored glasses As if i am an illusion, A phantom, A ghost, Some sort of shawdowy figure In your vibrant world. I am not part of the scene; I am merely 'just there' Like a child of the wind, Or like a reflection in the window; Not quite real enough for you. You say that you wish i was more involved, That you want me to be there, But the reason i am not part of your world Is because you made sure that You will never accept me as anything real. But even though You will never let me into your world, I realize now that i don't need it. I am much happier in my world Of love, understanding, and honesty. That is a place that your ignorance Will never let you be. |
| *That Look* I see him And I can feel the butterflies Flutter in my stomach. I know he must think That I am a complete idoit But I just can't help looking at him. He glances over, Sees me, And gives me that look. You know ..... that look. I feel my heart melt; I feel so warm all over, And all i can do is wonder - Will he ever kiss me? |
| *Longing For Some Depth* 'this world is so amazingly shallow' i think to myself as i stare out the window. the earth looks so cold and emotionless, just like many of the faces that i see i just wish there was something more that someone would care more than just money, and sex, and fun i with that someone would understand me, to understand how complex my minds works, to feel what is truely in my heart. yet that is just a wish and wishes never come true well, not for me anyway because i always ask too much from this superficial world. |
| *Wholeness* I look deeply into his eyes, And I see my reflection in them. It seems like I am a part of him, And I know he is a part of me, I don't know what I did before He came into my life. Now I feel complete; I feel whole. ((if anyone knows how i can find this .. let me know)) |
| *Untitled* The silence stirs With the sound of a heart beating, And with a rally of thunder - she speaks. The sound of her voice echoes throughout Touching the heart of the ONE that listens, The one who she means to speak for. The three little words She utters towards him Hold so much significance. When she said 'I Love You' to him She meant every word With all her heart and soul. He says that he understand How important this is Because he feels the same way too. She has not only given him words to hear, But she had also given him Her heart and soul to keep. |
| *The Missing Piece* something is missing from my puzzle i can't see the picture because i can't find the last piece the piece that will make me complete the one that will make me whole i tried to put other pieces in it's place but they didn't fit they didn't complete the picture i need that piece i want that piece and when i find him my picture will be complete |
| *My Wishlist* What i want- i want to be happy i want my life to be simple, yet interesting i want the people around me to be honest and intelligent i want the questions in my life to have obvisous answers as if i had a guide reassuring me that i was doing the right thing i want to make all the people that i care about, happy and most of all - i want to find a way to fill the horrible, empty, lonely feeling that infects my fagile heart |
| *Shattered* I feel those horrible words, Come out of your once gently mouth. I close my eyes for a moment trying to absorb it, But the pain spreads through my body; Up through my toes, Then making my legs go numb, Then up to my chest, And my heart shatter into a million sharp pieces. Then it travels up to my head. I bite my lip slightly, As if it would help to stop the watery tears Swelling in my eyes and spilling down my cheeks. I feel my whole world fall apart- The Reality that i knew is gone. |
| *Kiss Me Now* Kiss me now. Take my shaking hand And hold it tightly in your own. Pull me ever so slightly closer To your strong, warm body. Kiss my now. Fixate your beautiful brown eyes Into my anxiously awaiting blue ones. Give my eyes the spark, To light them up, Like i have only dreamed of. Kiss me now. Run your fingers Gently across my face, Then dance them down my arm, Making my body tingle all over with anticipation. Kiss my now. Whisper sweet nothings to me As your lips gravitate towards mine, And i leane towards you Awaiting 'The Moment'. Kiss me now. Gently press your soft, moist lips against mine. I can hear our two furiously beating hearts. They make a rhythm For our mouth to dance to. Kiss me now. Open your mouth And let your tongue dance to the symphony, That is the sound of our hearts, Lightly caressing each other, As if performing a ballet. Kiss me now And never let it end. Make my heart race, And my mouth dance. Whenever you kiss me. |
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| *My Day* your sweet words flow from your lips, dance through the air, and into my awaiting ears. i feel the warmth fill me, and a smile slowly expand across my face as my cheeks begin to blush slightly. the warmth stays with me for the rest of the day, and it makes my worries melt away. all because of a few kind words, you have made my entire day. |
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| *Alone* i sit here in the middle of these 4 white walls staring down at my feet unable to keep my chin up or a smile on my face cause i am here alone i close my eyes and i can only see deep blackness empty and emotionaless it looks just like how my heart feels now that i am just sitting here alone so let me sit here and look at my feet and hold back my tears till i find someone that can fill my emptiness |
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| me in the mirror =-O |
| *At A Glance* I smile, and glance over. I see his emerald green eyes, and my heart melts. He looks at me too, and i know he feels the same thing. We both can feel the *Chemistry*, but nothing happens. All the components are there, but there is no reaction. So, i look away, and the entire encounter becomes nothing more than a glance. |
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| *Almost The Same* You feel so familiar to me; You have the same lips I have kissed before. Your hands touch me And my skin tingles, Just like it had before. Your eyes. Oh your eyes! The same eyes that I saw so much warmth in. You feel just as I have felt you before, But there is still something missing. 'What is different?' I think to myself. Oh yes, it makes sense now, The passion is missing. You will never kiss me, touch me, or look at me With passion again. You let that passion slip away. What a shame too.... Things could have been great. |
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