I knew i wasn't ready, and i know i shouldn't of done it
but i just couldn't convince nor help myself, no matter how torturous i was being.i avoided it as much as possible in the beginning.but you always know its the hardest thing to miss when your nearly toward the end.and at some point these eyes only promised to take me on a walk around the world,but instead they took me on a walk to the person at the desk in front of me.and thats when the haziness of my vision completely disappeared.and for the first time in a long time,i actually saw you.and i mean, really.. i saw you.
your eyes, your mouth, your nose...everything.i marveled over every single feature of your face.the face that i should never want to see again.the face that i should have forgotten weeks ago.and yet, the same exact face that i still wish i could wake up to every now and then.i saw you, i loved you,and then i remembered.strangely unexplained, all the reasons came rushing, came flooding back to me,i couldn't stop them, i didn't want to, i was suddenly breathing and retrieving the pulses that you once left, once forced me to live without.and i just sat there completely motionless,while your heart formed the smallest of hands.the ones known to repeatedly bash and tear into my own tissues of affection.but somehow,at the same time,while you were still in the midst of leaving scars all over the place,i was experiencing an utterly most severe, yet painless, atrial flutter.and not for the last time, but just like the first timei could feel my veins cradle and wrap around me as i took the unexpecting plunge,and once again, i fell in love with you.
