Whoever, Wherever you are. Better than ever, but never too far. If I can just log off and walk out the room, to see if she exists, because it's awful to assume. So l et me just let God talk through you. Hold it together man, don't let your mind rule you too much. Cause when you think too much you screw up. But I can't stop writing theses letters to the stars. So goodnight babe whoever you are. Goodnight babe whoever you are. I said goodnight babe whoever you are. Forever you are. Forever my charm.
After my recovery, I have found myself sleeping a lot not waking up on time for anything. Or I feel like I don't have the energy in me to get up and get ready. I lay in bed, tossing and turning drifting into a dream that seems so real. I end up only a few meters away from the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. The only thing is, I can't tell who she is, but her presence gives me the feeling that she is definitely someone of importance to me. Her hair blows in the wind, with the sun behind her. I feel the intensity of an eclipse, nearly blinding me. She slowly walks away from me and I run to her and ask where is she going, what's her name, and why is she here!?! I get no reply. I know that she exists, she's my fantasy, the woman of my dreams. The Silhouette.
My alarm goes off for the third time, I get up so I can go about my regular activities.....but always having her in mind. When will I be able to meet the woman of my dreams? Or is she the woman of my nightmares? Maybe she doesn't even exist and I'm just wasting my time searching for nothing....no one. I know I'm not the only one searching for the man or woman of our dreams. Has anyone even found that special person? One thing I do not understand is when we say we want something and have it, it's not what we REALLY want, because the things we describe are perfect to us, but we know that perfect doesn't exist so we forget or wish for something less than perfect, so we won't feel bad about hurting that as much as we would if it was perfect. Simply for our satisfaction, our happYness. Another way to look at it is when we hear about the perfect love in movies and realizing that the perfect is impossible in reality, it obliterates our ideal silhouette.
Now back to reality, here I am in class daydreaming about random things from how am I going to do this homework tonight, study for my bio test, why won't these people selling magazines leave me alone! And of course.......Sex. It's been a long time since I had sex, so sex is constantly on my mind. Picturing myself having sex with the hottest girl in my classroom. I know that sex with her is impossible. She comes from a different background....flirts with the jocks on campus. Me? To the world, I'm just the average Joe Schmo kind of guy. I get the girls who are okay...they usually have more flaws about them than perfections. Me being the guy that I am, try to overlook the flaws and give it a chance, because I realize you can't judge a book by it's cover even if read the book a million times. You never know that person's mind state, where it came from, why it's the way it is...But for me, I've read that book everyday of my life, and I know what to expect from it. So it never surprises me that I am putting in more than I really should.
Now I must find the book about you.
Her, the girl of my dreams. So I can know that you are true.
I've been through the ups and downs of Love all my life.
That book I've been reading has always been right.
The music, the movies, my thoughts I write all down and take notes
Love is becoming a scientific problem and I'm getting close.
To solving it, and having an answer for all of us to look at.
But the closer I am, I discover something wrong and I have to back-track.
Then I back to where the question all started from.
What is love, where is it and how long?
Is it the forever changing world we live in that causes me this confusion
Or is the view of Love from MY eyes all an illusion.
Can you tell me what Love is, my beautiful Silhouette?
I would like for the world to know what it's like so they can never forget.
Not only the Love from the opposite sex, but love from being together in unity.
Friends, family, enemies, you, and me. The love we all need to feel.
Something so warming that is safe to feel. Now love just floats around the air,
Whenever YOU'RE ready to fall, I'll be there. Now I know that you are Love, my Silhouette
Which is why I haven't seen who you are yet.
Love, Live, Life
:::Byron Belle:::
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