And I know, as long as I have your eyes, You're mine.
I've never known how to shake that feeling. You know? That feeling I get when your fingers fill the spaces between mine and it's only then that I can truly believe what I tell myself every day. 'Without you, I'm nothing.' And then I realize I am whole once more with your presence.
I believe we all have someone out there. And, when the time is right, we'll stumble upon them. Whoever they are.
Upon realizing this, it is now I see, how wrong a person you were for me. But you were right all the same.
And that is why you aren't mine, I think. This makes sense, someway, somehow. And my eyes won't cry for you. Even if you were that person. But, technically, because you're not here, I should be nothing, right?
No. because part of me knows you're still here.
I still have you, stored away in a dark, bleak, dusty corner of my mind where you shall forever remain.
"Without you, I'm just me." I couldn't resist. I agree with you--I do think we all have someone out there. I'm waiting to meet that person partially because I think I deserve it and partially because I want a new identity.
ReplyDeleteYou're always going to have power over him, and this works to your benefit. If things didn't end the way you wanted them to, you can manipulate him in your head or any way you want so that things do go your way. He must have had beautiful eyes. But that doesn't compensate for anything else.