i'm assuming you fell in love with quite a beautiful stranger, and your feelings grow every single day.
just like mine grow for you, and so does my slight hurt and despair at the fact that i believe i am not her.
all i'm saying is that if it's not me, this girl has got it good! she's got it made until the very day she dies, or the very day she pulls a very stupid move and decides to loose you forever.
but in the case it is me- i am secretly very happy.
(:
i sit and watch your body and your muscles contract and relax. in those moments i begin to follow the rhythm of your heartbeat that i see in your chest movement.
up-down. up-down.
i start to hum, and i create a symphony of sound that could only be created in my head, and it is this opus that no one can ever hear, besides me, that i then share with you-something only between us two.
in those moments i am connected to you and in those moments i feel alive.
it's almost like i'm a symbiotic being and i do not mind in any one bit.
these moments make my days and every day i cannot wait until i get one.
to be with you like that, i'm assuming it means something...
other than that i just like when you stop and say hello
its very very quaint, dear
- sarahsita
- i don't like to think, but i do. i'm kind of thinking, that well, thinking is what i'm best at. i'm sarah. and i'm alive. p.s.-that's not going to change until i die.
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