My rambling

Her eyes shine bright in the unnatural light of this night. A smile from her lights my skin alight. We fight and fight, but it ends up alright. Two souls, drifting through life like a kite in the wind. One smile, and I’d trade my sight for the might those blue eyes provide. Am I right to ride, this miracle of life? After I lied and lied while the old me died. I thought I could confide, but with every revelation there was naught but hesitation in her eyes. Those eyes, those lips, they provide what I nee to survive. A purpose behind this useless cowardice. I fight to survive, although I no longer feel alive. My words cut deep like a scythe, ignoring the plight of the innocence of my victim. I can’t save you, just as she could never save me. I just float upon this sea of inter dependency. With only one constant. My North Star, I see it from up and close and afar