Your soul keeps speaking to mine.
I hear her.Everyday, loud and clear.
Direct, no second guessing.So why can't you jusr be too?
I can't do nothing to shut her up.
Cause she has a lot to say.
And she talks a lot, everyday.She tells me to keep staying here cause there is something here.
So I don't leave.
I don't move.Cause like her, I'm afraid to loose this.
Cause like her I still hope.
I can't leave.
There's so much I'm trying to say to you, but I don't know if it reaches you or just drifts around in empty cold air of space.
Or warm air of my breath, like it can never get it out.I feel I overwelm you every time I start to speak.
I feel I make it so obvious.But you just sit there and listen.
Maybe thats what I need, but I want you to open ypur mouth to.
Speak to me?
How do you see this?
Do you feel it to?Dont worry she already told me all this.
But you stay silent.
And it's killing me.Cause im starting to think I'm imagining things.
But I know I'm not.I know what she says.
I hear her.
But you haven't even spoken.
YOU ARE READING
confusion's illusion
Romancea love story. well the one side of it. And a cluster of random other parts of my story.