"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Monday, January 2, 2012

how can someone own such a pair of deep-set eyes?
how can someone be so gentle, so meek, yet possess a strong spirit?
how can someone make her feel so light-hearted, just by being around her?
how can someone brighten her day just by calling her name?
there must be something more that she doesn't know,
something there that she must have missed,
something here that's blinding her - the wind, the stars, anything!
he must have belonged to someone somewhere.
or someone else must have caught his eyes somehow.
he can be anything but real, and nothing more but a dream.
he just cannot exist and things should stay this way.
how else is she to cope with him being so close by her side?
she needs to walk away.
she needs some cool and refreshing air to clear her head.
she needs to take a deep breath and stop smiling to herself like an idiot whenever he comes to her mind.
its time for her rational and practical mind to battle her irrational and idealistic thoughts.
its war time.
and most importantly, she needs to keep this to herself.