I see them there now
Or are they only a dream
Is this even real.
I want to believe
That I will have that moment
If only that one.
The glance of their eyes
Fleeting through the stained glass sheet
But then they are gone.
I am all a fool
The impossibility
Of this, my belief.
That someone as they
Seemingly my common soul
Would look upon me.
To find in me they
As though myself reflected
Their eyes the mirror
So I continue
On and on and on and on
Without that someone
The search is ended
Except only in my mind
For they don't exist.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 2:31 AM UTC
I see them there now
Or are they only a dream
Is this even real.
I want to believe
That I will have that moment
If only that one.
The glance of their eyes
Fleeting through the stained glass sheet
But then they are gone.
I am all a fool
The impossibility
Of this, my belief.
That someone as they
Seemingly my common soul
Would look upon me.
To find in me they
As though myself reflected
Their eyes the mirror
So I continue
On and on and on and on
Without that someone
The search is ended
Except only in my mind
For they don't exist.