You have blue eyes that go green when you smoke or drink too much and never shave with a razor, a permanent 5 o’clock shadow. You have dark rings under your eyes from not sleeping or waking up in the middle of the night to write something down before you forget. Your hair’s thinning at the top so you shave it to try and make it look like you chose to look this way. It was once bright white when you were a child but went darker over the years, what’s left of it at least. There’re tiny flecks of grey on the sides. You practice smiling when you look in the mirror but can never seem to get it right. When you do, people point out your dimples.
Friday, April 24, 2009
The Brief Self-Portrait
You have blue eyes that go green when you smoke or drink too much and never shave with a razor, a permanent 5 o’clock shadow. You have dark rings under your eyes from not sleeping or waking up in the middle of the night to write something down before you forget. Your hair’s thinning at the top so you shave it to try and make it look like you chose to look this way. It was once bright white when you were a child but went darker over the years, what’s left of it at least. There’re tiny flecks of grey on the sides. You practice smiling when you look in the mirror but can never seem to get it right. When you do, people point out your dimples.
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Another life, some things were right, but I left because love had run out.
I know longer seek to be the mean I was but the human with you I missed being.
metatron
the minute details are everything and nothing.
sigh. insatiable.
Sometimes life shocks me. There's so much sadness.
Also? You glow from within.
(and you shed emoti-thingies like skin cells...)
ahh do your eyes change colours? this reminds me of so many things. good times :)
y6tujiy7i
your eyes change colour and your hair changes colour...anymor?
I have eyes that are attuned to everything and yet seem to focus only on you.
My legs are shaved in the hopes that the next time they graze yours, you'll place your hand on my lap.
I don't have dark rings. But many a night have i cried myself to sleep because of you.
I used to let my hair fall over my face. Now i tie it up so that you'll actually notice when i'm around.
My smile is the kind that exposes my set of yellowish dinosaur fangs. And i hope you find that charming in a twisted way. Cz i can't stop smiling when i see you.
But of course i don't fit the frame. And i would never fit the frame.
Of your perfect girl, that is.
Every word you write penetrates.
Somehow with the simplest of thoughts it tears up the insides.
It's incredible.
Wow, I feel like this was written word for word about me. This is amazing and the mood that I'm in as reading it just makes it all the more insane to comprehend fully right now.
This is my favorite.
you look just like I remember.
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