Nothing

[*Jamison*]

Every time I close my eyes
I see your face
And I don't want to see it
But I just can't help myself.
My eyes are streaming with warm tears
Down my face and I can lick my lips
And just taste the saltiness.
This feeling is wrong.
Being in your arms is wrong.
Feeling your lips on mine is wrong.
Having your warm arms wrapped around my body is wrong.
Everything about you is just wrong.
The rain hits my windows as I grip the steering wheel
On my way home
And you're just on my mind.
You shouldn't be there though.
But every time I hold your hand
And look in your eyes
It just brightens a sad day.
And when you're not there,
I still feel your eyes on me
And I know you must be thinking of me.
(I know it's bad, but I'm just starting up again after two months of writer's block....*sighs*)
~Jamison

 

[mirabii]

As if that's bad! The emotion is tangible, and it just felt like you were tossing back and forwards like you were caught in a tide or something... very nice

 

[harraser]

"I dont know art but I know what I like"
as if I give a fuck, or can even tell, if its good or not. I liked it and thats all that matters

 

[E-girl]

not a day goes by that i dont yell at myself for thinking the things i do, about people who dont deserve a place in my thoughts...
but it does help to get it out on paper. and no one can tell you how to feel.
i hope he IS thinking of u.