Scripted

Stories we tell each other

Stories I’d tell my mothers

Stories I keep under breath

Stories that will never bear a breath

Stories that hurt to keep

Stories that make me weep

Stories that tear my heart

Stories that fall apart

Stories that have happy endings

Stories that feel like they had no ending

Stories that bring light

Stories that made it through the night

Countless stories we bear in our lives

The greatest ones always fair a disguise

Trapped in our memories our soul and our bliss

There are some stories I had learn to share with

Stories and stories I’d give to you

But I had never told you the story of what love

does to you

Frozen flakes from heaven

piling on my lips

sharing in a sweet and precious kiss

oohh how snow can bring me bliss

creating a winter wonderland

that is never a miss,

as long as heaven graces me with such a kiss  

You looked right threw me

As if I was invisible

As if I mean and meant nothing to you

You looked right passed me

As if I was stranger

As if I was a figment of danger

You looked right passed me

As if I was an empty vessel

As if I had no soul or spirit

You looked right at me

As if I was the plague

The misery you’d be glad to avoid

Well while misery speaks

Then I want to tell you this

I know I’ll always be more then just me

More then just a girl that you see

because your expression feed to another deed