Who are you?
I need to see you,
I need to feel you.
But you are no one,
We aren't star-crossed.
Maybe we never will be.
I hope the day comes, though.
I look forward to it.
I want to know more about you.
And the conversation,
It didn't make sense.
Please tell me what it means.
I think we're connected.
I think you know it.
That's the only thing I can make of our conversation.
So please explain it some more.
You make me feel tingly,
You make me feel like laughing.
I'm smiling as I write this.
I hope you're reading it,
But maybe I'm just insane.
I was choking in the smoke.
It suffocated me.
Then you came and it cleared away,
Now I can breathe again.
The fire is tame again.
Like it had been before the other person came.
Now I hope that person doesn't return.
And I hope you aren't going to make me suffer like the other one did.
Thanks.
I look forward to seeing you again.
Love♥
Zeal.

@ 6/24/2010 10:25:00 PM