Better Left Unsaid

Looking, staring into your soul of the picture on the wall, my mind starts to wonder off into fantasies of once before. Why can’t we make this work? A sweet memory of your laugh with a slight giggle, as your head turns towards your shoulder. I know I can make you do that again. It’s the comfort that only lovers can have, once they know each other deeper then a black hole. Don’t you want to have that with me again? It’s boiling me up inside that you can not see the end result; the two of us, side by side, riding the waves of life, laughing, joking, and loving. I want to promise I’ll stop but my heart always wins to the top. Don’t you see that – it must mean something?