Hey! How are you?
Fine...Ok
Your words deliver an answer of satisfaction, but I know you're far from such.
Listen, I see you,
Avoiding direct contact,
Giving a side eye to my frame that you won't picture in your space,
Mind floating endlessly, daydreaming at the actuality of that unseen part of you feeling that forgotten vibe.
I want more for you.
I hear you.
That part of you that remains quite and unkept,
Buried away like a pair of pants from yesterday, Tucked neatly away wondering and concerning but playing the what if's like an awful song stuck in the back of your mind.
I want to meet you.
You need to meet me.
Let me introduce you to the me I know you're yearning to see.
The one who can do what no one in quite sometime has done, the one that will make the moon fall far behind your sun.
Let me calm that fire and settle your raging sea.
Allow me to give knowledge to your third eye, expanding your mind to the part of you that I want to be fine.
Let me introduce myself.
I am your me and I see you .
