It's all in questioned

It's hard to watch those tears

roll down her in face. The fear of the unknow are catching

up with her. & I sit back in panic wondering to myself

the same thing. When's her happiness suppose to arrive?

That's all my brain is known for is break lights,

stoping, breaking, going, parking, unlocking, locking

dailing, searching, wondering, crying, helpless, speechless,

cold, hungry, empty, emotional, sorry, care free,

worthless, worried, paniced, disclosed, ugly.

I look at them & just see their sadness.

& What good people are missing out on.

I wonder, how "gorgeous" people are always single?

Or let me put it this way, why are natural talented

beautiful people always single?

I wish they knew. I wish they knew.

But then again, I was in their shoes once & I know the

empty umportant feeling.

Love, without it, we would die

xxx