a little piece of you.
1.37 am. This is the digits spoken in red by my digitalwatch standing alone on my bedside table. The only reason I´m awake at this time, is because I have trouble sleeping. The smell of tea was meant to soothe and give me a little peace so I can go back to bed, but all it did was to make me restless. ''So shy and so restless'' he always say, ''that's what I like about you.''
I love when he say these things to me. The way his deep chocolate brown eyes twinkle when he met my gaze, and the way he shape he´s mouth when he tells me someting. And when he'd laugh, I laugh. I love when he laugh. It always make me feel more at ease and maybe even a bit at peace with the world which I otherwise dont have so much love to spare for.
Maybe he dont complete me or make me whole, but he is such a contrast to my personality that it makes it all a bit easier to live with. ''Smile and the world envies you.'' he always say, and I smile. He always say that a fake smile is as bad as a murder, because it would only make a little piece of you die, but it was better than forgetting how to smile at all.
I love when he say these things to me. The way his deep chocolate brown eyes twinkle when he met my gaze, and the way he shape he´s mouth when he tells me someting. And when he'd laugh, I laugh. I love when he laugh. It always make me feel more at ease and maybe even a bit at peace with the world which I otherwise dont have so much love to spare for.
Maybe he dont complete me or make me whole, but he is such a contrast to my personality that it makes it all a bit easier to live with. ''Smile and the world envies you.'' he always say, and I smile. He always say that a fake smile is as bad as a murder, because it would only make a little piece of you die, but it was better than forgetting how to smile at all.
