And just for thought...
You were an image I couldn't quite see, couldn't quite touch.
All I knew was that I wanted you to solidify or disappear all the same.
A streak followed you every time you moved, vague white strands.
I wanted to grab hold, go for a ride, to see how far you could take me
but never knew how to lift my arms to reach you.
Standing in doorways, you leaned like you had no cares in the world,
like you were waiting for me to jump out of my seat for you.
You walked through the air as if you were floating
but I saw the walls you bumped when you thought I wasn't looking.
I would sit for hours, wondering why you never uttered a word.
Something sat on your lips as you silently moved from room to room in my head.
It was in your eyes, the ones that went from vacant to vibrant,
the ones that swooned my very heart and frayed my soul.
I could see right through you most the time even when I did not want to.
Your presence always had a way of comforting, your sweet mute ways.
You would sit at the edge of my bed while I slept.
I would hear the things you could never say in my wake,
slipping your way into my dreams in your smooth fashion,
but I would always rise in the morning to your quiet face.
You brought the sun with you every where you went,
the rays almost seemed as they shined from within you.
And, as I watched you standing there so calmly,
I thought maybe I am the one who is barely here, a ghost in my own skin.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.