The Internal

Art image by Melissa Harris
Title: Let Me Love You

I'm in too deep.
But, I can't reach anymore.
My heart is shipwrecked.
And, I want to float alongside him.
Even with tear-glazed eyes, I know that skin.
I sense his voice around me.
I've seen him in my dreams at night.
I've heard him so many times.

There, in the before.

I long to touch this world again.
Before my world ends and, I lose all control of my tomorrows.
There is a purity which he fails to see.
He shys away from optimism.
But, secretly he loves it.
He lives in a fast paced world.
In the moment to moment.
Living for the pleasure of happiness.
As we all should do.
He goes out and does it.
I admire him.
He never sits and talks about it.
His drive and passion intrigue me most.
I can see something in him.
Something, he always tries to hide.
Does he know that I can see it?
Or, does he blank me from his mind?
Does he blank me for what I know?
Or, is this the way things are supposed to go?
Confusion is an understatement.
Freeing myself is all I can do.
Shielding my heart is a virtue I must take.
Believing in what he can do,
Is however something that will never falter.
I will never break.
His soul is so radiant, with beams beyond any other that I have ever seen.
Maybe, this is what makes me love him.
He is good, and kind, and knows his own mind.
And, he doesn't know it.
But, his words inspire me and, he teaches me all the time.