Warmth to a frozen place
The day i saw the glint in your eyes, from that moment on, i was compelled to find the reasons to a comfort i felt coming to life inside me. I recall that the last time i had felt such warmth, was only in my dreams and my imagination, but never on such terms with reality. A candle of intrusion inside my dark mind, for it's the only one that i ever took time to see while i neglected all the others. Though the intruder is but welcome to have a look around, as i would not have persons i distrust to enter a place where i would rather keep to myself.
But some caution be provided, because as one seeks into mysteries, it can't be helped that some perculiarity be found. A secretive person, as i, is filled with secrets that obviously others do not know, but perhaps they were never allowed to know; or just didn't bother to know.
That i would let you to think, understand and know. I only see your eyes, but it fills my own empty space, that i left only for such comforting warmth.
What i mean, is what i write. What can one as i wish for, but a person to see the real me...
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