I guess I am going to explode. You know, when you shake a bottle of beer, and then you open it and it just explodes and comes out all fizzling and hissing? That's how I feel. Basically I am not... Continue Reading →
when i tilt my head up, you stare back at me vexedly, and my fingers instantaneously fly to my mouth, an inwardly gasp coming out through my lips.
baffled, i slide my fingers through the contours of my face, feeling the bumps and crevices of my nose, cheeks, chin; feeling the texture of my skin.
you’re simultaneously moving your arms in synchronization and i stifle my scream.
you and i, we have the same dark brown eyes – eyes that are not completely windows to our souls, eyes that hold burning embers underneath.
you and i, we have the same complexion and when i force the corners of my lips to curl upwards a little bit, we flash the same subtle dimple and now i’m terrified.
i’m terrified because i see you; i see your pretty face but i also see those monsters you’re trying to hide behind it. i…
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Ever wondered about it really? Whoaoa..this makes my heart weep something rich. (Hurricane Katrina?) Xoxo