4.30.2013

sometimes I'm a cheese ball.

You say what I cannot
Those words flawless without effort.
Reading my mind
Expressing what I cannot.

Here are my words
Not concise, clear, or interesting
But instead pure and simple
Vulnerable.
Here are those words for you.  

You smirk 
I stutter 
Eyes meet 
I can't help but stop. 
Everything. 

Once I looked away 
Now I look on 
To the beginning 
To the end 
Or somewhere in the middle 

What will become of this? Of us? 

There is only so much I can do 
To look into those eyes 
Letting these walls erode 
Exposing the city 
My city 
To you. Only you. 

To open these gates 
Vulnerable is my city now. 

So look the way you will 
But I am waiting. 
Waiting at the gates. 
At the beginning. 
Hoping. 
For the beginning of us.




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