Monday, February 28, 2011

you.

Words, 
they seem so simple and yet they hid the truth.
Reading,
between the lines, that's not what we are used to.
Meanings,
can be different and not what they seem to be.
You,
may think of something and not mean it.

Or you may hid the truth between the lines, 
hoping for one to find out, 
that it wasn't for everyone to know, 
rather a special someone to dig deep in truth,
that you hid rather well,
for you meant only for one to know,
to understand,
through the eyes of you.

But what if one is considered lame,
when they read to much in what you say,
and what you meant was the simple truth,
instead she thought you meant the secret news,
and to think that there was a special meaning,
or in truth you actually meant it,
just that it wasn't for show,
for the one person that must know,

Was the one your message was directed to,
and your actions that showed the true you,
the secret dealings of a lover,
to attract the senses of another,
but a secret that seems to hold them back,
until the time comes when they can relax,
but till then they stay in love,
like secret lovers, only they never know.

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