Mister Mystery,

This lust is insanity,

Misery is mine.

The dusty colours,

Lure my eyes to the deep void,

Where deathly eyes lurk.

I held my pride,
I really tried,
My body cried,
For I didn't try to hide,
He was my guide,
On this ride,
But all feelings aside,
He already had his bride.

I am a shell of a girl
Lost in the world
Living through books
Breathing through stories
Thriving through the immortal characters residing in the pages
Losing myself in the poetic melody of pages flipping
Plunging into the abyss of imagination and wonder,
Where I make witty, thoughtful comments,
And have an aura of assurance around me
Assurance of what, I’m not sure
Wishing for adventures I can’t afford
I am a shell of a girl
Lost in the words
Of people come before her
Breathlessly falling
Dreamlessly sleeping
I am a shell of a girl.

my heart beats,

faster than my feet,

I can't sleep a wink,

it's been a week,

since you left me,

they say,

you're in a better place,

I may be selfish,

but can I press repeat,

and get you back,

with me?

My heart wrenches

To be satisfied

By your moving speech.

The innocence of a touch of the hand
My heart turning flips as I go to stand
A dream about you I can’t understand

I’d dream it over, and over, if you only knew.
I haven’t felt feelings like this in a year or two,
So isn’t it curious that they return with you.

It can’t be attraction, no it cannot be.
All positive emotions have left my body.
I suppose I will have to wait and see,
If anything comes from what’s between you and me.

It could be nothing, I wouldn’t be surprised.
No one could like what lies behind my eyes.
At least you can’t see through my disguise.