subtle reminders of my waking life.
molded by insecurities, personal interactions and visual icons.
im so scared i cant brreathe. these feelings were supposed to be tied away. far away from reincarnation. but when i look into your eyes my blood flows faster. my eyes flicker quicker. and my heart literally pumps harder.
and yet you are as still as a firestation pole before an emergency bell. an overcompensatory blockade. thoroughly unaffected by any disturbance outside yourself. how can you go home after a night like tonite? how can you walk out the door and not feel something. how can you look into my eyes and step back?
and how long can i hold back, waiting for you to tell me you feel something so that i dont feel alone.