I can't even blink
My smile is starting
To hurt
But I can't look away
This moment
Is one I've been
Dreaming of
Since I frist glanced
Into your eyes
Now
I don't wanna miss
A second of this
And all I want to hear
All I want to say is:
"I do."
Dance with me
Under the unlit sky
The grass will tickle your feet
While I grip your sides
Dance with me
And leave all this worry behind
Because how can you worry
When you're looking into my eyes
Come with me
And let us dance
Until the end of time
when i paint
something happens in my brain
like little fireworks in my eyes
a fire in my chest
an unbearable excitement
that im finally doing something right.
Me: *awkwardly standing in band hall at my first stage crew
meeting*
Jacqui: let's go paint.
Me: k
*painting*
Teria: hey, holly, you uh got something right.... There. *touches
my nose*
Me: you just put that something there didn't you?
Teria: how could you say that?!?!
Me: because I have known you for five years.
Teria: true....
Me: you got something right here actually *swipes brush across
her face*
Teria: thanks for getting it doll!
*paint war begins*
When I
first met you,
I saw you as average.
and then your face tr ansformed;
you became a painting
greater than I've ever seen
Your watercolors shone
at the brightest scene.
And I thank you for letting
someone as plain as me
into your beautiful
scenery.
I've never been somewhere so glorious,
wonderous.
But I suppose you finally see
my plainess, boringness, allofme.
You used all your white paint to take me
out,
but don't worry, for I won't pout.
I can understand
why you wouldn't want something so bland
in your masterpiece.
But I'm in pieces, broken
just waiting for someone to pick me up.
He will take my pieces, HANDLE WITH CARE,
arranging them in a glorious array;
I'm a mosaic on his wall,
his broken masterpiece,
displayed for all to see.