I want this to be beautiful.
Those eyes deserve.
I'm breaking!
I want to be beautiful,
for those eyes.
To measure up.
Beneath them,
I find and crave more
than whats available to the surface.
I'm wondering,
if its not what I deserve.
I'm lost within him,
that I can't be pulled by words.
Even my own.
What lays behind those eyes,
terrifies me like nothing else I've known.
But yet, sheds some form of light
on the state of the world
Still
I'm not quite sure I've caught on
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