It can never be me.

watching stars without you, my soul cries.

I often wonder, as i sit all alone here, in this place...

Why is it never me? why cant i be ?

everyone talks about their one great love, and how i could never be the one.

How i dont fit the bill, how something is missing. but yet when i look in the mirror, i see my heart.

my love, the capacity to make one smile, my kindness, sweet like honey..

The bee makes honey with love and patience, But careful with its maintance.

I'm laying here, with hand above temple. looking up to the sky and wishing everything was so simple.

I am beautiful, and find the beauty in the smaller things, from the way you make smile, to the fill of blood in my cheeks. to the stare of your eyes, O0oh how one could get lost within such dark abyss. Daydreaming of you has become bittersweet bliss.

touch my fingertips and connect through me, I want to live, i want to breathe...

i want to exhaleinto you,, and finally know thruth.

So i open my eyes to the soberness of reality, and i will always have to understand and accept.

....it....can......never...be... me.

Reviews

[ANT]

Very good. Touching and sad at the same time.

[lawrence bear]

this is nice, touching, a soul looking for love.. i loved it..