Empty glass bottles litter the floor
Bloodshot eyes and a dry, dry mouth
One ray of sunshine, lighting my blurry surroundings
My compass wasn’t pointing north
From blue eyes drop so many tears
I’m always right, even when I’m wrong
Emotional and so upset
Plaster a fake smile on my face
Another stressful day at work
Do not criticize my lifestyle
I sort of like that boy, but he falls short
I don’t care what anybody thinks
Jumbled, unbridled, straightforward and likely to offend
Trapped in a jail of bodies and faces
Lost in a maze of familiar places
I found you, or you found me (or maybe fate found us)
It was a strange series of fateful events
A growing epidemic of butterflies
Quiet smirks and giggles
Life moves on and so must we
With age comes responsibility
He has a bigger picture in mind
On a canvas I’m willing to paint with him
A genuine smile on my face
Talking and texting
Slowly changing and rearranging my life
Much more than I anticipated
A brilliant tapestry is sewn
And I see vibrant colors for the first time
Evaluating the relationship
Listening to the struggle of a teenager’s life
Wisdom, comfort and guidance
Single-handedly puts out the fire of doubt and fear
He truly wants the best for me
He is protective because he cares
We don’t have enough time
Senior year, we both found our soul mates
His beautiful eyes stare into my soul
I must be the luckiest girl in the world
Struggle to pull back the fragments
Memories are who I was and who I have become
Love is my new drug and all we can do is
Keep it close, and share our lives with it
Take every hit we can
I don’t have regrets
I don’t look back, but I learn from my mistakes
I am stronger and wiser than ever
Because of the promises I’ve made
A last kiss on my doorstep
Just like how so many other nights ended
Except much different this time.
This is not a goodbye
Monday, March 22, 2010
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