hello friend. may i call you friend? best friend? more than a friend? what is this that we have here? you tell me.
as these days are passing by, it’s becoming more and more clear that we’re becoming closer only to be torn apart. this would happen to me. as the only little sliver of hope and light becomes visible and possibly obtainable, i can see it being pulled away from me. but maybe this sliver of light is a figment of my imagination to begin with, i mean you seem like the type who goes for what they’re after. efforts have been made, and things said, but nothing so substantial.
when i look in your eyes i can see this whole new world of intelligence and wonder that you are made up of. when i’m with you, you share this with me, as if waves and impulses from your brain are transferred into mine. these waves are the sliver of light that make me smile, and make me wonder about the world, sing a happy tune and laugh and cry for the same reason. i might just be head over heels, but i feel like between us and our thoughts and ideas, there’s some sort of connection and bond that links us. and i think you feel it too, as corny as this all seems.
but something makes me upset. i think you know that we have this and are overlooking it. you’re overlooking me. all around us are the typical, the people we swore we’d never be like. but you succumb and feed into the temptations of these girls, when what you are really looking for may be right in front of you.
so maybe, as the little sand that is left in the hour glass of our time runs out quickly, you will open up your eyes. the eyes that tell me stories, the eyes that i’ve admired, the eyes with the bumps underneath that have intrigued me for years now.