so long and lonely
sometimes i stop and take a look at everything going on around me. just close my eyes and focus on all the things im working towards. my eyes dont stay closed for too long. i guess i just dont like what i see for the most part. but maybe thats just cause im not sure on what im really suppose to be seeing.
try closing your eyes and just listen to that steady heart beat and deep breaths.
do you see anything besides black space?
who do you see?
is it who you thought you'd see? or maybe its someone your eyes miss looking at.
try being alone for as long as i have and lets see who you see when all other thoughts are asleep and dreaming. my eyes close but they are not fortunate enough to dream. my eyes are always watching cause the past is never far from the here and now.
somethings you will miss and forget about with time. i know that i still miss and havent forgotten, yet.
and another thing. that feeling. i know you know what im talking about. its a tiny bit of everything you can think of mixed up all together. the feeling of comfort and happiness. hope and love. that feeling of being nervous, but that good kind of nervous. goosebumps showing off these feelings. and the feeling of 'race'. the race of thoughts passing through your mind, but you cant think on them too long cause you might miss something, like a blink of her eyes or a yawn and a smile as she puts her head on your shoulder. these moment give you the feeling of a racing heart. cause with so much beauty in the room the heart fills up all at once about to burst. blood flowing sending butterflies and smokey eyes.
then all of a sudden, without warning. silence.
mind is a blank.
heart beat is slow.
theres you.and theres me.
'did you feel that?'
almost this time.
try closing your eyes and just listen to that steady heart beat and deep breaths.
do you see anything besides black space?
who do you see?
is it who you thought you'd see? or maybe its someone your eyes miss looking at.
try being alone for as long as i have and lets see who you see when all other thoughts are asleep and dreaming. my eyes close but they are not fortunate enough to dream. my eyes are always watching cause the past is never far from the here and now.
somethings you will miss and forget about with time. i know that i still miss and havent forgotten, yet.
and another thing. that feeling. i know you know what im talking about. its a tiny bit of everything you can think of mixed up all together. the feeling of comfort and happiness. hope and love. that feeling of being nervous, but that good kind of nervous. goosebumps showing off these feelings. and the feeling of 'race'. the race of thoughts passing through your mind, but you cant think on them too long cause you might miss something, like a blink of her eyes or a yawn and a smile as she puts her head on your shoulder. these moment give you the feeling of a racing heart. cause with so much beauty in the room the heart fills up all at once about to burst. blood flowing sending butterflies and smokey eyes.
then all of a sudden, without warning. silence.
mind is a blank.
heart beat is slow.
theres you.and theres me.
'did you feel that?'
almost this time.