you make it hard
to see outside
vertical lines, horizontal
lines. the pale shadow of five
four, three, two
zero for effort and ten for hope
i do a lot of hoping.
so when i look at you, finally
really look, i mean
i hope you don't take offense
if i study your eyes
first, and your smile last
it's just habit, and
i guarantee you
i'll be smiling, too.
3 comments:
a) the title of this mystifies me
b) i like the counting thing
c) sry about the ew ew
d) thats ok, its just like the good old days
well the first stanza was just me being a creeper, but the 2nd stanzas were this fucking horrible vivid dream i had. it was bad news.
I really like this, reading it made me happy and made my day
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