I own it not. Nor will I ever. . .
Dedicated to C33. (Mostly applicable, all but the first stanza. In reponse to Without You.)
No one but C33 understood that. That was the idea. Though.
Different from anyone I know
Better
Worse?
I can't be sure
But different
You're different
From anyone I know
It's the way you look at me
Out of the corner of your eyes
A sharp look
That makes something cold inside of me
Dissolve.
Did you know your eyes
Are the strangest eyes?
That only you –
Familiar
Strange
Ordinary
You –
Make me able to breathe
There's nothing to compare you to
Because I've never met
Someone like you.
