in New York
It's as if I'm in love
With someone who doesn't exist
Because I can't see his face
Or feel his lips
Yet he's there
And I'm here
Staring into a two way mirror
Searching for the other's face
I wish I could lean my cheek
Against his chest
And hear how his
Heart beats
It's hard to know
From so far away
If he truly does
Love me
When I'm lonely or heartbroken
I stare into the mirror
And if he's there
My heart soars as I feel his presence
But even in the mirror
I can only see a faded image
Though I try to see more
I only hear the echo of his sweet voice
His silhouetted form
Is always by my side
Yet when I lean on him
I fall
Through the air
On to the ground
My ears listening for the sound
Of smashed glass
No it still stands
The mirror where I can see
The face that I love
And the man who loves me
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Beautiful! *** ~Vanessa:) --
Beautiful!
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~Vanessa:)
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"Taking writing away from an author is like taking water away from a fish."
Thank you! : )
Thank you! : )
Wow! Kava this was so good.
Wow! Kava this was so good. I was near crying! Well, you are the one with the amazing talent, not me.
Are you going to keep lying
Are you going to keep lying to me? I'm serious, girl! You're the one with the talent...I have nothing. : )
I am not lying girl. YOu are
I am not lying girl. YOu are the better then me!