Bee.Lover

The wind was finally settling 

The rain was slowing down 

My tears were drying up

What got lost was being found 

I let down my guard

Stepped out from the cover

I catch glimpses of him in mirrors

That strange boy

He's so shy, but he's so loving 

Yet most treat him like a toy

He wanders the empty streets alone

No one can see him

He is there

You called this my "sulk walk"

You said just to talk to you when I'm upset

But I don't have you anymore 

I don't have anyone here

I blocked her out so she won't get burned by my fire

I don't know anymore 

And neither do you

But at least you moved on 

But did you really?

Am I mistaken in this?

Am I reading too far in to your poems?

I know it's wrong 

But I'm dreaming of your eyes

I'm cursing to myself 

But I'm drowning in their lies

Your voice is deafening like a lullaby 

Your beauty is blinding like the dark

I try to stop my thoughts 

I try to pry my eyes off of you

I fight the burning urge to go up to you

I resist the need to talk to you that's clawing at my brain 

You have to do what's best for you