(Something written for me by someone I used to love... and supposedly used to love me. For all you people who believe that it's always the guys fault. astounding)

Have you ever seen it? I see him out of the corner of my brown Almond shaped eyes..his are equally as gorgeous if not far more infinitely beautiful. Sometimes I feel like kneeling down in front of him, grasping onto his two large hands and placing my small ones in them and just gaze into those eyes without speech. I hardly ever know what to say, and when I do formulate my words, I become victimized by dyslexia. He's the only one that does this to me. The only one, the only guy, the only star. So have you seen it? That star in the sky when it's evidently morning? I have, but only psychologically. I hope to view it when we're actually together.

It's like 4 turns and then down a straight narrow pathway and I gather my thoughts again. I imagine all things come to those who forget. Not wait. But forget. Objects get lost and found only when forgotten. I honestly forgot for a sudden while- my love, my green-eyed morning star, and he came. He came back to me full blown, and much better than I ever invisioned.

I guess that's when I'll see the morning star. A morning much later then the mornings I'll open my eyes to. The morning that I'll see this star will be one I'll go, huh, so that's who you are. And he'll probably be by side, gaze at me wishing the same thing..kneeling and placing my hands in his googled eyed..and tongue tied.


i do love you.

(I gotta move on haha)