Fascination Stories

My heart is like a mirrorWhich only contains your reflectionYour lips promise me loveYour eyes promise me affectionIf your picture begins to fadeMemories remain fresh and strongThey make my heart beat fasterAnd my lips utter your songIt's such a wonderful feeling Knowing you're so close to meI couldn't imagine life without youIt would be unbearable for meThe state of my mind is hard to put into wordsI'm always preoccupied...

I was sitting in the corner of the room in my tiny library cubical. I couldn't stop tapping my pencil rhythmically and absentmindedly on the desktop. Normally I was a giggling ball of fun, drawing attention to myself with my crazy talks. Unfortunately not today. Instead, I was supposed to be studying for the looming finals next week, but I was a little preoccupied with a mystery. I couldn't focus on my work, I glanced dow...

The Illusion I am drawn to you Like a moth to a flame And fear I might Just get burned. But I am more than fascinated I am addicted and No longer in control of The urges you create. What is this face presented to The world versus the one That only we can see? Which is real, you or me? So I sit in the near dark And sip my wine thinking of you. I wonder to myself Are you the answer or the question?