Him

[SilverMoon]

I read his poetry and look at old photos.
Outdated hairstyles and clothes are forever how he will stay.
I look at him and see my own eyes and nose.
'Is my voice similar to yours' I wonder.
I have tapes but cannot bear to listen.
To hear your voice might send me to a place I might never recover.
She tells me to listen to them. 'You might learn more about him than I remember to tell you' she says.
I laugh deep inside not daring to let my real emotions escape my lips.
How dare you. You tell me nothing about him.
Is the pain so bad that you can't bring the thought of him to your lips? Yes, he was ripped away from you but the same happened to me. We both hurt.
Haven't you ever thought that I might have an interest in him? He, the one that helped put me here on this Earth.
I need to know so much yet can't bring myself to ask. I so desperatly need you to start the conversation that I cannot.
Maybe I remind you of him too much. Could that be it? I can't think of any other reason you do not share what I so desperatly need to know.
One day. I'll try to start. Til then I remain quiet still trying to begin what you cannot.

 

[E-girl]

I so desperatly need you to start the conversation that I cannot.

some things are better left unsaid. i prefer to stare into someone's eyes... a person's eyes can tell a whole story themselves... they are like a gateway into someone's soul.
whatever answers you are looking for, i dont doubt that you will find them. they may come when you least expect, but they will come. just remember... good things come to those who wait.
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E-girl
IM: tiggersgurl2067
"There's a part of me, that i forgot to be. Take a look and see, the light still shines in me." ~~ Milk, Inc.