ArticFoxey

  It's been two weeks now. And would you believe me if I said I was a sad girl?  I figured it seeped out from in-between my teeth    pouring out, dripping over my smile. You could hear it in my voice,  My mutters, my whispers, And mostly in my eyes, you can see right into them.  They don't lie, a passageway directly inside. And when your hands went down my body  into my body, my nails into your skin Through the darkness I could still see your eyes  not the first blue eyes that have looked at me like that. And the pain just-  eats away all my fears-  all my thoughts...  all my feelings... It's not like I'm lost here