-HAIR INTERTWINED BETWEEN MY FINGERS-

Help me understand this way of life.

Your life of walking with subtle confidence that you wield like Zeus' lighting bolt. The sparks flaring off of the tall, lean, muscular

build that you hold on such a high pedestal hit me in my eye once,

and I've hated you ever since.

The bounce in your feet, as if you have balls attached to your heels, give me anxiety about whether you'll stay standing. But, on the other hand, go ahead and fall

so that the eyes you've coincidentally locked with mine will be released. Go ahead

and fall, so that your imperfect smile won't intoxicate me like the eyes of Medusa;

and leave me here speechless.

Your perfectly curly hair that some would like to intertwine between their

fingers, only make me fear the risk of them growing like weeds. Then, having them

circle upon my neck and constrict like a boa. Only to have the thorns sink within my veins and drain the blood away. No thank you.

Help me understand what it's like

to be the guy every girl strives for... every girl except me.

~The spark you hit me with never left, and I haven't wanted you ever since.

~ifthenightcouldtalk