When I look at your eyes I feel things I thought I would not be able to, after everything.I feel something inside...you can name it magic or sparks.I may not be your type or you mine but know that type has nothing to do with how one feels.we are like pieces from different puzzles...never meant to fit.The beauty of this is I feel for you more for that.You stand out like a star in the darkness of night...You were never meant to fit in like a match.People say eyes are our doorways to souls.Do you feel it when our eyes meet?As if two galaxies collided after travelling light years.But then I look away because you are too bright as I see only you.Do you see me?Others fade in your presence and I long to touch you,kiss you and feel our hearts and mind coming together.May I take your heart and soul to love and care for as long as I exist in every world?
Then my brain interferes and reminds me that I am like air... always present but never visible in your world.So I choose to walk away with my defeated and wounded heart, passing like a wind,with the courage of moving forward.Even though I look back,I know I would not stop walking until my legs fail me as you are the living paradox in my life.The paradox that I feel strongly about.
