1:32 a.m. - 2008-06-23
Eye.Heart.Rose (another illusion)
I opened my eyes and there she was. Has she always been in front of me? She's so softly, before me, and her words mean nothing, but her eyes say it all. We pretend to talk to just elongate the time of our stare.

I try to not think of the rumors. It's not fair to both her and me. I've betrayed myself by closing my eyes to her heart. She waits patiently for me, showing me just enough but not too much. But I don't know how I never saw her before me. I try to not think, to analyze, I've just opened my eyes, and see only her.