Friday, October 9, 2009

Does She Know?

I wonder, does she know?
Does she know what it has meant ?
My life alone, so sorely spent
Wasted days chasing dreams contrived
Waiting, wanting to be fully alive
My love from afar, I wonder could she see?
Someone so similar, how’d it come to be?
To lose oneself in another’s eyes
And finally remove that insulating disguise
The insipid fear that tugs from behind
Questions past illusions made in the mind
Silenced, discredited the cynic inside
What is tangible, real can’t be denied
What was planted yesterday
Has already begun to grow
I’m in love with her already
I wonder, does she know?

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