Her eyes

This one was a little harder for me to write as I have never identified in the LGBT group. My sister has. My parents are un-approving of this they make rude remarks and jokes I am fearful of this.

I don't understand it but something in her eyes make me feel okay 

Like someone understands

I hate it but I don't want to darken them

All I want is to protect them

The softness

The warmth

I can't help but to want to stare into them

See her golden soul shine like nothing ever seen

No comparison is even remotely possible

Her eyes see into-

through me even

Maybe she sees how I feel

Like I am alone in a crowded room 

Like I am a stranger in a group of friends

I see her searching through to find these things 

To tell me "It'll be alright"

Like I had to her so many times

I look away so she cannot do this I did not want to be lied to...... again

Her eyes tell me she feels this way as well

But does she feel like a cliche too

Does she feel more than intensity?....... Too

Does she feel I am the person

The one she cares for more than herself

this is how I feel

One might even say I love her but how?

I can't even love myself

but even still I find myself feeling this

Now I know it is more than her eyes

Not only her body

Too materialistic

I love her smile

Her attitude

The way she talks when she is excited

Everything about her

Reviews

[Warrior]

It's like a dark twisted fantasy. The guy seems to love her, but can't love himself, complicated but interesting.

[Bloggergirl29]

Thank you writing this was fun for me and as is the case with everything it is up to interpretation. I enjoy yours

[Warrior]

Thank you very much!

[Bloggergirl29]

You're welcome