Expressions


Do you see yourself often?

Do you see what you feel in your eyes?

Do you touch yourself and feel That every ounce of your body belongs to her?

Do you feel your heart beats getting faster everytime her scent is around?

Do you feel like holding her close to you But you can’t because she’s like mist.

Don’t  you want these expressions For forever?

This feeling. This touch. This moment. This everyday struggle just to live your entire day in short span of time. Every bit of feeling flowing inside of your heart in that moment. These expressions.

Her words. The way she rotates her eyes in a curious way or the way she stands up on her toes like a little kid just to see what’s infront of her. The way she jumps around or the way her lips go a little bit sidewards when she smiles. The way her eyes shirks when she’s too happy or the way she tumbles down when she laughs too hard. When she acts childish just to grab your attention or how comfortable she Makes you feel. How she sneeks From the edge of he door. Or how she smiles when you make her feel something special. Or the way comes back the entire corridor just to pass a Hi to you.  How you wait everyday just to feel it all over again knowing that it’s not worth it. These expressions. That last forever. That carve inside me. That make me feel the nostalgia. That Make me LIVE  and that make me DIE. These expressions.

The distance, the feeling that you don’t know. The expression of saying it all and saying nothing. The expression of walking down the road all alone when all you had was her and all  she was,  was a myth. A story that your mind created. An illusion of you thoughts and the shouts of your tears. The longing of the days when you had so much to say but couldn’t say it to anyone. The expression of the wait of her calls. The expression of her eyes when she didn’t bother your existence. When she felt like she couldn’t  hold it but held on. When she wanted to say it to you but kept silent. The expression of her sound that echos in those silent corridors of your abandoned heart. The expression of her voice saying your name again and again. The expression of she grabbing you hand and running around. The expression of her turning around and never looking back. The expression of the nights and the expression of the fights. The expression of the joys and the expression of the broken toys. Expression Of Her Touch And The Expression Of Her Holding You.

SHE WAS AN EXPRESSION. THE FACT THAT MY MIND DENIED BUT HEART ACCEPTED. AN EXPRESSION THAT MY EYES NEVER FORGETS. Maybe You can Find A Way to Get A Closer Look To How Beautiful Her Expression Is If You Ever Meet Her.

BUT.. Shhhhh

don’t fall for her in the process.

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