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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Way I See You
[time] => 2005-07-11 22:13:10
[hometext] => This was wrote for a girl who I lost and now I feel ignored by her completely even though we're still friends.
[bodytext] => Every night I lay in bed And as I look up overhead I see the bottom of my brother’s bed. But through my eyes I see it all The world so big and me so small Seeing us together on top of it all Wondering what life would be If me and you Were still to be. I lie in bed and imagine that Life would be back the way I wished. But now I just think that it is all a dream. And then I wake up… oh wait! I was already awake and I wasn’t dreaming. So now I lay there hoping that You can see me once more The way I see you. Now I’m here in class And look at you A piece of glass Too pure for even my eyes to behold. I would always smile And take a while To show you that I cared. …now I’m dreaming… I just woke up from a dream I recalled has happened before Because THAT wasn’t a dream It happened before… but now It’s only IN my dreams I Can see you looking back With the same feelings… The way I see you. I walk into school And into the room Where I presume You are… just so I can see Your smiling face so my day Starts off right. But lo’ and behold, I see him Standing with his arm around you And I’m back into the nightmare. These visions haunt me day And night… Is there a way To stop the decay Of my brain and being Flushed down the drain? Jealousy is a stinky cologne I know… but that’s the feeling That strikes when I see her and a “Not-Me”. For months I have longed for You to see me The way I see you. I can’t believe what I did And it’s mostly because I was a stupid kid. Naïve and meek were traits I held But now I see things clearly. The dark skies of nightmare shift to Clouds of hope… Hoping that soon I’ll have a chance To tell you how I feel. But now I see you and sometimes I think That it is hard enough to gain your attention. I’ve taken a back seat and make a cameo When you’re hurting. Because all I am is just a friend Nothing more… hopefully none less. But still I lay in bed and dream For one last embrace before You forget about me completely. When I give you hugs, it feels so right to me. When you receive one, it’s “just another one”. No meaning for you… ecstasy for me It brings me back to the days where I Was constantly happy. Now I wear this mask to hide my Feelings… so do not disturb. Until that day comes I’ll dream of hoping… You see me… The way I see you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 22 [informant] => IntnstyAngle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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