dropped.

i can see the fog lifting from my eye, like a huge disguise i climb to the highest peak and sneak at the future and there for me was her. Left standing on a rock with a frame so hot i had no choice to mock all that attempted to infiltrate something so gifted and all in a moments glance she gets me lifted to a more heavenly plank and drops me off to think...

she dropped me off to think.

she dropped me.

**

hypnotized me picked me up again, twirled me around her little finger and promised me we'd sin, But then again, who am i to know that she wouldn't give her love to the highest bidder, because everyone knows that what glitters isn't always gold and just that thought alone leaves me bitter. I'm just trying to get mine so please don't leave me behind, left to die, or left to sink. but just like that she dropped me off to think.

she dropped me off to think.

she dropped me.

**

personal

i sit at this table too frozen to move, one simple touch couldn't have come at a moment too soon. I'm aboard a ship thats overflowing with emotions so dense it could sink. Realizing my future potential has me at stance. So i think. Who am i in this world? who dares to care of the effect i have? i'm just some random girl. With connections so intertwined i suffocate from confusion, people past with a smile painted on you extend a faulty illusion. I've concluded that the best way to let me live is to keep your hurtful words muted. I hang on to every single word you say as if to offer guidance like the selfless bird, that flies above my head grazing the earth and bypassing the skies in all its worth. And to see you smile is worth the trip that took a year and one day and one day i'll see you and i pray not a minute too soon that you'll be mine and then, only then will everything be fine. Because no matter the stress causers the world may throw my way i know that once i graze upon you face everything will be ok.

{i need to make a confession. There is a girl, a unique special girl. A girl who "loves" me. I lack the solid proof to know what kind of love this is. But what i know for certain is that she..."loves" me. And to me, that should be all i need. In my greed I'm blind to this kind of love. It's the kind that few seem to find. They call it unconditional. Subliminal messages are tacked into every crevice of the time we've spent and I know she's found herself left to vent because she "loves" me. I circle the globe to find my love, questioning if she found hers. It kills me to know that it might be me. I search high and low and ignore her face staring into my soul. I toy with her emotions only for my sick advantage. Take her off the shelf like a doll and blow care to wind if i fail to catch her fall. I may not be her true love, but when someone "loves" me. what else should I see? Is there hope for me? maybe}

journey.

optimism never formed a frown when received bad news. She kept walking in hopes of you. Hopes and dreams of things unseen no matter the let downs or frowns that would beam whenever she spoke of a positive dream.

she knew her day would come even if she approached it alone. It was her own doing and beliveing that kept her stride strong. Her prayers and humbling attitude that lead her to know her princess would soon come along.

all around her matches made on earth, mis matches blamed at birth.

to the ineviatble go the faithful

but when my turn is up i curse the stars that aligned us so we would fall apart.

hands thrown to the sky and why oh why did it have to end like this, such a beautuful moment, so i froze it, in time we can heal the cracks, and avoid the things i lack, and make up for the fuck ups and just my luck to be dumb struck with gilt at that fact that i love.. you.

only you know the ways in which my heart beats off the normal path and runs wild and free, chaotically and frantically i run to thee so that one day you and i become... we.

we are the best thing to happen and just imagine when its all said and done, the fight is over, we won.

leave no stone untunred the mysterious blessings are hiddin in majestic crevice and just as i am about to take my exit i blow a kiss into the field and pray that you will feel the breeze direct its path and land on your lap. But soon i'll be there to place that peck on your neck and nuzzle my way to your lips and all those dips we passed along the scenery will be nothing but a long lost memory.