September 15, 2010

open your eyes.

Sometimes, I wish that you could read my mind. It would just make everything so much easier to not have to say the words out loud. Sometimes, just hearing the words float into existence change everything. And at times, I know that you notice how badly I want to tell you something but I just can't. And my insides are screaming for you to just ask, what is on my mind, what is really on my mind. But then sometimes, I'm glad you just stare at me and look away without saying a word.

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