You have the most beautiful eyes. The most chocolate shade of brown. Tucked at the corners to make them almond shaped but still asian. Your smile isn't perfect. It might be a little crooked or off. But it was your smile and that's how I loved it.
Remember when we saw the dead bird in Home Depot? And you told me that birds fly in cause of the big doors? But they can't get out. And they spend the rest of their lives in that big building.
That's how I feel, Like i'm trapped in a big building and weighed down with drowsiness...and maybe if I just close my eyes for a little while I'll wake up with the blue sky above me.
I love the sky.
Like my eyes you said.
"The sky is jealous of your eyes, that's why it's grey today."
Oceans. Seas and rivers were never as blue as my eyes that day.
You know the one.
When I took the pills. And used the Razor on my wrists.
I couldn't get it out of the razor head. My fingers fumbled and my hands were clammy.
I shook and I was crying...
I missed you so much. I don't know how I thought cutting and pills would bring you back. Maybe that you'd come visit me at my death bed.
Impossible as it seems.
It smells like rain today. Even though it's snowing and the only thing on my mind is "What happened to us?"
What happened to the two kids holding hands in the front seat of your car. Joking around singing songs we know like the back of our hands.
I don't listen to those bands anymore. I think of you. I hate it.
You're a music ruiner.
Go away.
And when I say go away I mean come back..
Cause there's alot on my mind and I need someone to talk to.
"She is the original sin, the scapegoat; the prostitute. Chased by the hissings, and whipped-up wishes of man-made weather Soaked to the skin by their tongue's imaginings; running from doorway to doorway, Just in time to ditch every obscene tornado. She wishes she had an umbrella. And that's just a walk to the corner."
loverxOfxThexGir · Wed Feb 17, 2010 @ 02:43am · 0 Comments |