Humans are complex, and I say that as if I am not one
I try to figure you out, I try to read the lines you stroke, I try to look at where your eyes are looking at, what your mind is saying to yourself
Why can I not figure you out,
I am too worried, eyes following moves, I am worried of losing you, I am trying to keep close
I do not want to worry, I do not wish to worry
I do not wish
Body language, I've always been good at it, reading, learning and being studious of who or what surrounds me, "what do you want?"
"I'll give you what you want"
Words that caress the mind,
Feel good words
Yet, I look so hard at the simplest of things configuring them in smaller pieces, like puzzels that I've made
After all this time, I've searched for nothing but hopelessness when I should have looked at it in whole.
YOU ARE READING
deficiency of what
Mystery / Thrillermove on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, Drag your feet and hang your head low Make sure your hands are cold and your feet are bare Feel if your tongue is dry and your eyes are full of the saltiness of your body Fall a...
