As i began to weep,
i noticed you were staring at me
as tears began their journey down my face,
you acted as if gravity pulled them down,
when really, all you wanted to do was aviod a frown.
As i began to weep, the remembrance
of the pain began to surpass me,
collecting all the painful memories,
and shipping them off to the nearest mental post office.
As i began to weep
my mind began to race,
collecting information,
and shipping information,
but i seen your face,
and the feeling of a frozen being,
as our eyes met,
made me remember, concentrate on you.
as i began to weep harder,
i felt my feelings growing stronger;
having a fight between mental capacity, and the heart's depth,
causes corrupting confusion.
and as i began to die,
i realized, never would i,
lay my head on your thigh,
and sigh.
