"I'm not sad anymore I'm just tired of this place."~The Wonder Years
~That is What I Think I am Supposed to Do~
Is it okay to look at her and see beauty?
I believe so because that is what I do.
Is it okay to pray for a swing of heart?
I hope so because that is what I do.
Feelings inside of me bellow and over flow.
It is a reminder that being fake is making me a fool.
These feelings inside of me are floods of inner thoughts and butterfly effects.
And they are a reminder that being me is making me a fool for her.
A reworking of my thoughts and feelings make a way towards an absolute.
A nervous mouth and an unspoken tongue have a way of getting in my way.
Distance seems terrible and letters seem fickle.
And presents truly wont do.
Until I understand what it means to truly be by your side.
To be in your presence.
To make the sun shine.
Distance, letters, and presents will surely not do.
Is it okay to look at her and see beauty?
I believe so because that is what I do.
Is it okay to pray for a swing of heart?
I hope so because that is what I think I am supposed to do.
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