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In That Glance
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May 2013 Even if my writing takes a hit,
i'll keep on going with this quit,
was smoking a bit, then it got too much,
and then it became a constantlly desired rush,
until one touch and one open window out
into all that sober me was about,
showed me that i can still escape,
and ride off into the horizon towards my fate,
then it never comes late, try to believe,
yet believing becomes hard when they all love to leave,
none have ever returned, i wasn't enough,
none have been given a second chance without real love,
i was somewhat uncertain until earlier today,
when my eyes met yours across the way,
for a few seconds to you felt like hours to me,
and in that glance i know i love what i feel and see.
