They say the eyes are a window to one's soul.
How lucky I was to discover these windows, so long unopened,
shut tightly and lacking trust, faith, truth and love.
What a pleasing adventure to pry those windows open
only to see an even greater beauty past the sullied glass.
Such overwhelming emotion that had been waiting to escape.
Such love merely resting until everything fell into place.
Such meek kindness and sweet, tentative affection.
Who am I to be the recipient of such wonders?
The content companion of one so lovely, as inwardly as out.
Oh, if only the glass were a mirror,
reflecting back in a bid for triumphant realization;
You forgot to call me on my birthday
I swear I'm the last thing on your mind, yeah
There is nothing you can do to fix it
All I ever asked you for was time
When the lights don't glow the same way that they use to
And you finally get a moment to yourself
You will realize I was everything you were missing
And I'll tell you I'm in love with someone else
So can you do me a and just pull it together?
Make it sooner than later, we won't be here forever
And I realize I waited to long
But I gotta move on
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