I was thinking.....

I was thinking, with the hour of free time that has been bestowed on me ......(it's like christmas) ;)



I miss writing........I'm calling this one M.A.D


M.A.D

I'm always going to love "him"

I don't know why it happened that way

Frankly,  I don't care what the reasons are

I left myself open, vulnerable to his whims

Not a day passes where I don't think about him

Someone who makes you take that leap is worth thinking about daily

The way he looks when a genuine smile lights up his face

The way you could tell he was trying to fight back that smile while looking at the ground.

Then a small sound would stumble from his mouth and you could hear the innocence in his voice that he wanted so badly not to be his

But he would hide behind a veil of fear

Spewing out emotion that didn't match what he was holding

It was painful to watch him try on a million faces when our eyes didn't meet

I saw the real one in-between all the masquerading he chose to do

But he didn't know which face he was ready to wear

So here I am, still hooked on a memory of a man who never really was.


-Sara M.