I never knew love was real...until we started talking
Innocent laughs and hugs on your end
But on the other side of the bridge my heart was conflicted
I restricted myself from ever expressing my true feelings
The smile....he...brought to your face...
The idea of an endless chase without me ever keeping pace to tell you that I Loved you.
We never kissed. We never held hands
I was never your Man, but once we started talking my heart stopped belonging to me
You never knew it, but you held my lifeforce in your precious hands everyday you smiled at me
And everytime I saw you....with him....I saw the heart you chose to publicly hold onto
Everyday after class I would walk you to yours...and the torture would begin
I'd stare at you and see everything beautiful about the world
Only to know when you looked at me you only saw a friend
As crazy as it sounds, I'd rather go through the torment of talking to you
Making you smile and laugh, but knowing I couldn't hold your hands...
Streams of Consciousness
- Results of Public Education
- I've found blogging as an outlet for some of my thoughts that I usually can't get out in daily conversations. Small talk never grows to "large" talk it seems so this is a way to express myself somewhat or even to just say what's on my mind.
