i am looking for someone to ride my bicycle with and dance to the long blondes with..
your eyes will never read these words, the eyes that blink i love you in tiny heartbeats and search for tears in my eyes like a lighthouse searching for lost boats.
sometimes it gets lonely.
i never got to meet you, but i know that i would have loved you more than the waking world.
she once told me that she only ever cried in the rain. she only ever sighed in a breeze. i only ever admitted my love for you with lingering glances and the blinking of eyes.
she spoke to me like she had known me all her life, or maybe there was just something in my eyes that she recognised, something that she would always remember about herself even if she would forget what had re-kindled it.