I'm Just Looking For Some Answers

June 6, 2012
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I keep looking for the answer,
But it seems you have the answer anyway.
I hope you can see the writing on the wall.
I'm talented aren't I?
I wrote it in lipstick just for you.
I knew you would like it.

Please, just let me breathe.

Was it something I said? Or just the way he felt about me?

I keep looking to you for my answers.
But you don't seem to want to hear it anyway...

You're not there.
Listen to yourself.

He's. Not. There.

I can't keep looking to you for answers..

I sit myself down on the piano.
And press tenderly on the keys.
I'm trying to figure it out.
But what is there to figure out?
You're not coming back this time.

The music just won't play.

Please..
Come home.
I can't stand one more day without you...
I'm ready for you to come home.

I write you letters.
I cry.
I didn't want to say goodbye..

I remember laying on my bed; the night I knew you'd be gone.
I tried to be calm.
I didn't want you to go to Vietnam.

I remember laying in the street; it was cold and I was afraid.
What would I do without you?
You were abandoning me.
Why?

I was angry.
I was upset.
I just want my brother back..

I await an email everyday.

And you'll tell me of your stories,
And how you're seeing the world in the best kind of way.
And I hold on to the promise that the day you're coming back really isn't that far away.

I just keep looking to you for answers..

My world is at peace,
But my mind won't stand still.

I would wish on a star,
And hope for a million kisses.

I knew what I wanted and I found it in you.

I lay on your shoulder on the car ride home.
The driver is about 20 miles over speed limit.
Everything is going way too fast.
You were just a guy.

You could call it a friend-of-a-friend.
And our conversations really don't mean much to me.
But you keep looking at me with those eyes.
Those eyes just staring into mine...

Looking for an answer.

What is it that you want?

What could you possibly learn from me.
Maybe this will be my day.
My luck.
My hour.
Did you really get me to throw away the key?

As I rest my head into the small of my shoulder.
I know it will come to me; I'll remember how to play.
My breathing will be steady like a horse's cantering gate.

I'll remember how to ride.
I'll remember how to dance.
I'll remember what it feels like to go out and take a chance.

I'm just looking for some answers.

And I think I'll start looking inside of me.

Maybe this will be good for me; this retrospection into my soul.

And I'll find my place; my Jubilee.





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iLOVEuBABE said...
Jun. 13, 2012 at 2:08 am
OMG amazing I loved it!!!!!!
 
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