One week

Stare at me. In a 'i want you' way. Say you love me. Say it. Damn it.

What were you saying? Nothing, i was just thinking out loud.

You can't. I can't.

Stop. Full stop. Or half stop. My brain is screaming but i can't hear a thing. I can't. I feel too good to stop. Slow down at least. I can't. I won't.

I can see you, you know? I can see your pain, i can see your sorrow. Behind that smile i can see it. Not on your lips. Your lips are always laughing. I mean in your eyes. I see the darkness within, i see the despair, the sadness. Look at me baby. Look straight at me. You see that? Now that's a smile. A little spark there, some light and color. Beautiful by the way.

But i have to stop.  Make-believe. It's easier you know? It's faster. We are all there. We are all in that world. Some know it, others don't. Should we leave them there? Come with me to my real world. Dark and cloudy place, but at least it's real. At least you know what you can expect. Come with me. I'll show how to be happy without having to pretend. I'll show you how to do it. It's really easy. Just be real. Be real with me. Be real next to me. It's all we need, reality. Together.

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lisa disse...

"One week" as in : the doorway in your eyes is black. you beautiful soul. Loved it!....