Date:10-5-2005
Joey's p.o.v
Nervous, my heart beats really fast
with every step that you take toward
me. Here you are before me and the
situation feels very awkward. I have
a huge crush on you and you don't
have a clue about how you made
my skies blue. Charming and
handsome, you take my breath
away. Slowly taking my breath
away, you are killing me softly.
Enchanted, your beauty is worth
far much more than gold. Confidently,
I reach out my hand to shake yours.
We talk for hours and find a place
among the stars. Standing on a
mountaintop, we drop our swords
and relay on hope throughout the
years. Your encouraging words
heal my scars and taste as good
as soul food. They melt my heart
in the same tender heartfelt way
just like a birthday card. Created
from fairy dust, I am too lost within
your world to let go. I never want
this magical mindless dream to end.
I pray we may grow old together
someday and spend forever with
each other until death do us part.
Halfway gone, you are almost done
with me and in such a haste to waste
away like paste. The window to your
soul, your eyes hide underneath the
shadow of the cross. I wonder how
much deeper do I have to get in order
to understand the depth of you. I am
standing close to you, but you are
interested in another pretty rose.
Distracted, you miss out on an
opportunity to kiss me. You forget
to say the words I love you. We
were never suppose to be lovers
in the first place so I give you space.
Awaken in the brutal aftermath of
September eleventh, I will remember
you on this bitter cold December day.
As I lay me down to sleep on this
seventh day of slumber, fireworks
will turn into ember and hold onto
my lovesick fantasies nomore. As
your friend, I wish you goodluck
and then move forward with my
life. Against all odds, I refuse
to believe that I am a coward.