Mis Poemas

Thursday, January 11, 2007

this tiny dot fades in and out an infinity amount of times

A butterfly's wing is torn everytime i feel distant from what may be growing
confused of where this friendship may lead, wondering if its worth the giddy prayer
can i handle one more disappointment, is this going to once again be built up into one big mistake.

Are you worth the longing?
I question myself all the time because you lead such a double life.
Maybe I'm the same
turning all systems off in public.

I get confused to whether or not there's actually something there
as innocent as it may be.
This is pulling to much at my emotions and mind
a glass shattering headache occurs with each confusion.

I'm patiently waiting for your next move
I need another clue to solve this almost unimaginable puzzle.
I just need to know