Friday, February 24, 2006 @10:25 PM
Whats separating the both of us is a piece of thick, unbreakable, layered glass. The tinted side facing you. So only I can see you. Every part of you. But you cant see me. You walk pass that glass, without any bother to look through it, without any curiosity. The same curiosity that I have in finding you out.
I only listen and watch what happens to you. When you were down, I can only feel for you. Sometimes, only sometimes, i give a knock on the glass, letting you know there is someone here for you. When you were happy, I smile back at you. Again, the tinted glass never show you anything. But sometimes, just sometimes, you stop by, and look at the glass. Looking at ur reflection. And during that SOME times, I feel you looking in deep. Deep until I'd actually wonder whether He sees me. I even turn back, left and right, and back again, then by the time I feel as though you see me. You turn and walk away.You don’t know what is happening behind that glass. You don’t bother to find out. You have no idea that the person on the other side just wants to break the freakin glass. So that she could see you oh so clearly, touch you, smell you, feel you, look at you in the eyes, as you look back.
She just hopes you'll treasure what she does for you, behind your back. The things that she did that made you happy. She would give her heart to you, if only you would give her yours. Honestly I think she will treasure your heart so passionately. She will lock it, she will protect it, she will strengthen it. She’d hold your hand in pride, she’d look through those beautiful eyes and let you know without a word, she is yours. she just wants to hold ur hand tightly.. everyday.. She’d then look at you once more, admiring every bit of you, especially those cute flaws.. that actually make you... perfect.
