I really think
I examine your every motion
and what it could mean
I close my eyes
and picture your face
When you think of me
it's in passing
a brief thought of some girl
and I know you like me
and I know you love me
but I wish
that you really cared
Because when I think of you
I have to smile
Until drops of misery
roll off my face
But when you think of me
it's in passing
and I know I can't do anything
to make you really care
liquid pools
of emotion
half closed
fully open
gazing into
my soul
I lay in bed
wrapped tightly in a ball
and let the feelings run over me
like a two ton tractor
I can't escape
I can't breathe
Why do I do this to myself?
I knew when it started
that it would end
because time is cruel
and won't stop his monotonous beat
Not for me
So, I knew it would end
And that I'd feel like this
But your eyes enticed me
they brought me in
And I should have run
But I didn't
And here I am
And I don't need this now
I don't want this now
And you play games with me
You crush my heart
But I don't care
Because your eyes entice me
and they make me forgive
You made last night miserable
And you made me feel bad
But the thought that plauges me
Is not "why did I let it start?"
But "please, don't let it end"
Because your eyes entice me
They brought me in
and I sob into my pillow
and I want to rip things
and throw things
and destroy things
like you've destroyed my heart
I want to call you
and scream into the phone
then tell you calmly, logically
that your actions make no sense
because I've examined your every motion
and from them it doesn't follow
that you'd do this to me
So I'd like to get you on the phone
and ask you to explain yourself
so next time
I'll know what to watch out for
Because there will be a next time
As much as I don't want their to be
Just, the next time won't be with you
Which is why I suffer now
And I'd like to claw your eyes out
but most of all
I'd like you to call me
and not know anything's wrong
and invite me over
Because then I'd make myself forget this pain
And I'd skip over to your doorstep
And this time when we kiss
I'd close my eyes and cherish it
More than I ever could have before
the stars twinkling above
This game known as mating
She's looking for someone to love
Will he ever love her?
Only time will tell
but still, she sit's waiting
her hopes beggining to swell
She traces his picture with her fingers
his lips, his hair, his nose, his eyes
Her hand stops, it lingers
the room is filled with her sighs
Her face he's never seen;
but she swears one day he will
for this is her most cherished dream;
the one for which she'd kill
And now the girl is older
that dream all but died away
but you never could have told her
that from her "true love" one day she'd stray
because of memories;
nor are you mine
because of a lovely longing's strength
what does make you present
is the ardent detour
that a slow tenderness
traces in my blood
I do not need
to see you appear
being born sufficed for me
to lose you a little less
- Rilke
