the things that i want, and what never should be.

my modern day mona lisa...
that smile that can pierce the heart of the sunrise...
eyes that slice into my heart...
all the things that i can't show you even through this painting...
i just wish that you could know that i would have given my soul to have known for just one moment that you always had loved me, and not another.
the seperation in reality of what it is that i want, and what the harsh reality really is...
the butterfly smiles before it screams.
bursting my ear drums and shattering my state of mind...
reflections cast in the glass of that picture frame...
as i stair into those eyes forever frozen in this state, i wish the look you have in this portrate was for me, and not another.
with differring emotion and unsorted thought patterns i disassociate the situation and avoid contact...
was it ever even real?
or was it all a dream of hopes and dellusions?
WHEN TRUE LOVE IS SUICIDE i wonder what is was that we shared, if we had even shared anything at all...
with all of this unfaithfulness, and all of the eyes that avoided true sight, i wish that none of the thoughts and emotions i once had on this topic never existed.
and while i look out into the distance i understand that this is only the things that i want, and what never should be.