You bother me.
Is it just me, or do you act like this around everyone?
Why is it that everything you do seems like an act?
You are like a hair at that back of my throat.
I want so badly to be free of it,
But I can’t seem to
Reach it.
Like an itch that won’t go away.
No matter how hard you scratch the surface,
The real problem is deep inside and you just can’t
Reach it.
You bother me.
Yet at the same time, you intrigue me.
Why can’t I get you out of my head?
You don’t even seem to care how you affect me.
Or do you even know?
Does the real you
Even see
What you have done to me?
If I were blind, I would still see you in my mind.
Even if I cut off my ears,
I’d still hear your voice.
Your monotone voice
That never smiles.
As if that laughter just can’t
Reach
All the way down to the real you
So that I could hear it in your voice.
I don’t.
Will I ever see or hear the real you?
You bother me.
If only I could reach you.
WOW! who is this about babe? I was supposed to be going to sleep, but I had to read your words, I needed to feel you somehow, I feel like you are distancing yourself from me, and I don't know why... And the worst thoughts come to pass. baby, I love you, and I hope that you won't scare yourself from me. I think I may leave your notes for you tomorrow. Maybe they can help with your persepective, and show you again that this is real, not some ficticious make believe romance novel. This is us. And I would'nt trade it for the world...
Heres to hoping ou wouldn't either.
Your Love
Will