our pupils widen to let in more light so that we can see something better, but when we see people we love, our pupils widen to take more of them in, to drink as much of their image into our eyes as possible
my eyes change to see more of you
the human body is spectacular scientifically but we're so soft and pure when it comes to people we love
Twice in the hall. Lose it. Felt like permanent. Scold. Grass keeps the air cool, like matte. Perhaps crawl. So enthralled. Liking it, lose it all again. Over. A corpse chiming with ideas. Chiming only to finest, hideous. Hideous. More hideous.
Please notice what I've done My pride is hurting from the things that I spent hours on Instead the ones I barely think of are liked more above the rest In fact the ones I barely think on to me are just grotesque See what I can really do 'A river is a thought of defiance A flower the hated love between the two' See what I can say, draw, and write What I hear and know Please tell me that you love them and me Please do not let me go