First Impressions by Sweet_Suicide

First impressions,
True, false, misleading,
Whatever they may be,
They always leave me thinking,
Are you good for me?
I thought so good of you,
So innocent looking,
So quiet,
So similar and familiar
How could I be so wrong?
The only explanation is that
Some people just aren’t
what they seem,
it did not have to be this way,
there is so much that,
I thought that we could be
How could I be so wrong?
The hours we spent talking
And building a foundation,
Was this real,
I only wish I knew what you thought.
I ask myself where I went wrong.
Did you feel no connection?
Did I scare you away?
Did I do you wrong?
I think to myself,
What’s next,
You are new in my life,
However already dear to my heart,
The way you walk,
The way you talk,
The way you make your faces,
All draw me near to you.
I saw something in you
That I know I need,

Someone who cares,
Someone who is a lot like me and,
Someone who makes me smile,
How could I have been so wrong?
so easy to talk to,
so fun to be around,
why, why now, why did
I not see this coming?
The smiles on our faces were
illustrations
Of the happiness that would have been.
Maybe later on down the road,
if you feel right about it,
we can once again draw near
to that something special,
we were so close.
How could I be so wrong?
I see things in you that,
I’ve seen in no one before.
You capture my attention
When I cast my eyes upon you.
So reserved,
But thoughtful and kind.
So shy,
But interesting and easy going.
Pefection is all I see,
When I gaze into your glistening eyes.

Will the day ever come,
Where together we will flourish?
This all leaves me thinking,
Do I ever cross your mind?
I only hope that I do, as you do mine.
I thought I knew you,
I think I still do,
I Hope im not wrong,
But then again,
Some just aren’t as they seem.
So close we came,
To storybook ending,
Living happily ever after,
Till that fateful night,
Where all was realized,
All that I thought we had,
Was only a dream.
Why did I have to be so wrong?

Jesse (4.254.196.42) -- Friday, March 10 2006, 04:22 am

sad
Not good! :(

Gina (24.32.53.47) -- Wednesday, July 25 2007, 05:43 am

codependent?
I believe I fell in love with the same man.., or was it love. Years later my therapist said it was my sickness calling out to his sickness and his sickness answered.

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