Summerstorms

Look at her. Look her in her eyes. Those green bright eyes that yearn for adventure. Shes a mastermind and your her support. You never tell her the impossible. You lend her a hand. You help her up the steps. Shes fragile in a strong way. Your so deep in that you ignore every one else around you. You lie and say that everythings fine but everything is so much more. She hides her flaws under a spotlight. She calls for attention and you pick up the phone everytime.

I can hear your conversation, "i miss you." and you reply with, "i miss you too when will i see you again? Do you think you can come here and spend a day with me?" she has a smile on her face. Ofcourse.


You turn down the lights and you let the music take you away. You cant sleep you cant dream. You just want her by your side after so long. Its bittersweet. You wont let her go.

I dance into the music of the night imagining your mind wandering through its deepest thoughts. I twirl and see your eyes sparkle when you find her at your door. I dip and hear you try to fit your words precisely in the correct order while you guys talk. I bow when I am finished and feel your lips touch her. I slowly fade away into the background when you ask to see her again.


They all lively happily ever after. So do i. I dance, I write, and I find myself roaming my thoughts for some kind of brilliant idea to make you answer your phone. Maybe ill get your attention just once more.