Single..
This whole time I thought that Love was taken.. I thought for a minute I lost you. I thought... but I did not know for sure. Love is avaliable. I could now began to break down the wall that I built. The wall that separated my heart from letting Love in completely. The wall was built precisely. The bricks were arrange in way that not the most sincere feeling of Love could enter. The wall is guarded by an army that would declare war on anything that tries to fill the hole in which Love departed from.The hole must stay open until the piece gets placed back in my puzzled heart. But... one day.. the bricks will be removed one by one. Only you can remove it from my heart..
As butterflies began to fill my stomach, I stopped thinking about Love for a minute. I can not let him in again atleast not now. Am I considering letting him back in? I can not help it. He does not seem the same. He approached me differently. He is gaining my friendship first. Stop doing all of the right things. I am no fool but yet.. I felt a warm embrace in my heart. The army that once guard the wall vanished. I was frustrated with my army. I will take matters into my own hands.
Love starts conversation. So tell me something about yourself? I smiled. I have plenty of siblings. Five siblings..I am the second oldest. You? The only boy of a lot of sisters. That can be a handful. Love asked most embarrassing moments? Plenty haha! I shared a part of me that only family would know about. Laughter was present. One brick fell from the wall. Get it together. Trying to focus my lips to frown but I could seem to stop smiling. ugh. We started to find excuses to speak each other through facebook. Its cold outside and I am snowed in at work *sad face*. Conversation was constant. Two bricks fell. What's your favorite color? Grey you? Pink! What's favorite flower? Pink roses.
What is he up to? He has something under his sleeve. I am no fool but yet the bricks were falling one by one and I did not even notice it. Hobbies? I love to write, draw, and sometimes sing. you? I love to write. you already know I am a poet. Conversation began to become interesting and slowly began to tease me. I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted more of him, We finished exchanging interest and began to exchange numbers. Love was slowly making his way pass the wall. His confidence pushed the wall over. His smooth demeanor made his way closer to my heart. His strong hand stroked my heart.. and claimed it as his.
I lost..it. I have completely lost control of my own heart. He knew the only way to get to my heart is through my mind. I love conversation. I love exchanging thoughts. He took my thoughts and remembered them. He took my thoughts and admire them. He took my thoughts..he embraced my mentality. He tricked..me but I loved the game he played. I was no match for him. I found my match. I found my duplicate.
Welcome back Love..
my heart is no longer puzzled. Love is here again.. welcome home dear
Would like to go to the movie sometime?
I answered.. Sure why not.....
Love..
