I went to see her…..just to look at her. It's what I needed to get through…..everything. She didn't see me; that's for the better. Too complicated if I have to look into those eyes and try to explain the unexplainable. She was just sitting there, reading…..I think it's the way that she read that moved me so. That normally emotionless face, seemed to come to life at certain moments when she would read something that she found sad or amusing…..it was an amazing thing to behold. I couldn't bring myself to walk away, so I waited until she did my dirty work. Her retreating form moved further and further away and with each step my heart seemed to drop. Maybe I'll get some good lyrics out of it…..I would rather have her. I miss her, I say that a lot, but only because it's true.
She sits in silence
That roars louder than sound
Shrouded in mystery
She is a walking enigma to me
Obsession? Maybe,
Intrigued? Definitely.
Her silence continues to push me to do more, so for that I will always be grateful. I miss her, a lot…..sometimes it's all I can do to get up, but then I remember her words and how disappointed she was in me and it makes me want more again…..