I'm wearing that smile you gave me.
It fits me well, unlike those I wore in the past.
I don't have to think about it.
Unexpected, Unexplained,
It just takes over my face and tugs at the corners.
I find it funny how you have that effect on me.
Is this therapy?
Am I getting somewhere now?
I still hurt, but I don't mind the pain anymore.
You make me feel my best and my lowest.
That's expected.
Does it mean anything?
I like to nitpick little things.
Observing everything around me, I do more now.
In the past, never noticing people behind me.
Always looking ahead.
Hardly noticing something on my desk,
But its been there for years.
Now, it's time to slow down, look around.
I want to see everything, everyone.
So I say, I walk today.
As I have observed some things.
And they cause me to walk.
Headaches.
That's what one gets staying up late.
Trying to find the perfect combination,
Cracking a password. Being creative.
Getting supported, offering support.
Wondering.
Songs dance in my head.
Related.
Not related.
They waltz in and tango out.
She suggested I make a song with her.
I'll electric slide away.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Reaching For the Sunlight
Posted by Vanesa at 8:22 AM
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