Why

 Why have you ignored me? Is that the mystery that keeps me coming to you? Why do you run from me? I look up at you believing that you are starting at me, but you are not. The longing hope of someone searching for me is nowhere to be seen. That love of someone longing for me is dry. Why did you leave? What are you afraid of? What do you not want to see in me? You glanced at me, why? Wounding what I am thinking?
Those gentle eyes stare at me across the room. Those eyes told me to come over to you and I choose to quietly walk away because you run from me. Should I have come to you when you silently called? You wondered about me as a gentle walk towards you unknowingly, you thought of me, dwelt on me. Unadmittingly desired a moment with me. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wanted to ask but I knew you didn’t want me to know.
 
You are not to blame for,
Better sweet detractor
Dare not speak his name
Can’t take it with you,

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November 20, 2010

Ryn: I don’t know. Seems to be a rather universal dream to me.