Sunshine~Just Can't (45)
Recalling your face clearly,
Is like sunshine on a cloudy day,
As cliche as it is,
And as silly as it sounds,
For me to feel such a way,
By just imagining your face,
And maybe more...
Like your hands combing through my hair,
And your smile so close to my lips.
We should be better,
Better at being friends,
We stomp about in everyday life,
But I don't know what I'd do,
Without your voice in my head,
Like a constant second opinion,
Or the pin that pops the bubble of innocence.
I wish we could talk,
Like we used to without a second thought,
But every time we speak,
My brain starts an aerobics class,
Trying to exercise my mental abilities,
In trying not to get too excited,
That you took time just to talk to me.
I try not to get too disappointed,
When you have to leave,
For the conversation's run dry,
And you're so busy,
I feel guilty for wasting your time.
The universe is a smart-alec,
Giving you exactly what you want,
To get back at you,
For your poor abilities in wishing.
Is it awful,
That I want to cast a spell on you,
Want to pray to God,
Or anything that'll make you think of me,
Convince Cupid to send you a dream,
Convince the muses to set out,
And somehow bring my name,
Bring my face to the forefront of your mind.
Hide My Smile
I'm not going to save myself for you,
Not going to turn my eyes,
Or hide my smile,
From all the other fish in the sea.
Waiting For Prom
Holding my breath,
For the moment of colors and lights,
Old faces, new faces,
Dancing about in long dresses,
And way too much make-up.
Fluff, Filth and Forgetfulness
Forgetting you would be,
Like forgetting to wash,
Filth building and crusting up till,
A clean sweep,
Memories come flooding back,
As all the other fluff of distraction melts away,
Leaving my skin raw from the abrasive scrub.
My heart stays full of grit,
Like that one place you can't get at.
Feeding my obsession for boy drama,
I think maybe,
I come up with more romance,
Than romance comes up to me.
Giggling like an idiot,
I drool over two different pictures,
The difference being two opposite guys.
By the end of the day,
I've managed to fall in and out of love,
With every male that I know,
That I've ever laid eyes on,
Plus two extra mystery men.
When you're up all night,
Imagining you're kissing,
That one person that you can't,
Just can't have those feelings for.