This gouge
In the inner depths
Of my very soul
Is filled with darkness
I wish
It could only be filled with light
That I could be good enough
For even
When I try to be
I never measure up
We never meet
I'm the night
You are day
And there will not be an eclipse
Not now
And when you are there
Waiting
There for me
It makes my heart sing
This simple gesture
Puts me into a frenzie of hope and passion
Is this wrong of me?
Why do I even believe in my own thoughts
When I will never know yours
Are you a sheild?
or a sword?
I know it's never quite that easy
But you can easily tell the difference, just look in to my eyes
They are different shallow in most places
to hide the inner depths of others
But yours are so deep
they look like a mirror on the outside
But I know
It's an act
A good one
To help
Bur still an act
Just give me a glimpse
Of the real you
I won't tell