take some comfort in yourself

my eyes are red and sore from staring at her
for too long- her features better than hd.
when she speaks i think of so many songs
that couldn't hold a candle to her tone.
that laugh holds me here permantely,
like a statue in a park- i'm unable
to even attempt a response to her question.
she must think i'm so slow, so unbareable
and stupid beyond any belief or reason.
but when she kisses my hand
i know that somewhere truth is out there
cause that feeling she sends
through me is just like well just like heaven
or so i imagine but i can't envision
a world that could be any different
than the one she has given me here, this evening.
now i got these ideas in my head that are racing
around as my feet have me walking, pacing
up down the alley's and streets of this city's dying
downtown district where i do not find anything
other than places we had been once before, long
time ago- we walked hand in hand through the buildings
and the apartments- all the party's are friends
hosted for no particular reason other than
just to be, to be, to be, to be breathing.