Kate's thoughts on a
relationship at
work.
A Small Smile
A small smile escapes his lips
As his hand brushes through my hair.
Turning my head, to meet his eyes,
In an unashamed stare.
The fear, the uncertainty and the fatigue,
Leave as he lays his soul to me.
His eyes grow dark, quickly turning,
From stormy blue to a shadowy sapphire sea.
And he tells me he loves me,
And how long it will last.
And for some reason I believe him,
And all hesitation is cast.
And my heart's being irrational,
Telling me there's nothing else on earth.
That there are no other people,
For you're my only thirst.
So I tell you that I love you back,
Though my head disagrees with my heart.
But before I can tell you otherwise,
The relationship does start.
And it's hard to escape such things,
With still your heart in tact.
So I sacrifice my mind for my heart,
Without knowing fiction from fact.
In the future when this stuffs up,
And I have neither heart nor mind.
I'll know what it feels like to lie for oneself,
Because I am one of those kind.