7.27.2009

like the singer that sings the blues; you saw hope in the hopeless.


You give me that look.
like you've changed your mind about me.
I'd ask you to stop;
when you look at me like that it makes me want to cry,
I feel like you're looking though my eyes and into my heart.
I don't want you to know what I'm really feeling, I don't want to seem
vulnerable towards you.
But I don't want you to stop;
I'm doing everything I can to change your mind.
I don't want to be the one to bring it up.
everytime I'm about to, I worry about your reaction.
the truth is -- i love you.