It occurred to me today as my thoughts turned toward you, that I have only ever seen a part of you, the very small part you chose to share with me in a very small way in this very small place. The real you is locked behind a door that I have no access to and that is partly my own doing because I have never been one to sell my soul to the devil just to be privy to the goings on in another person's life.
I figure it this way, a person will show me what they want me to know whether I join their exclusive club of insiders or not.
Funny thing though, I know more than you think, more than I let on, and what I know is kept to myself, inside my mind where you show up from time to time, or most every single day. It is there I have my deepest conversations with you, in the dark of the night, or in the light of the sun.
And that is how you sometimes know, when I am slipping away, because sometimes in those conversations, I truly think you hear my thoughts.
I know where my heart is, and I know where yours is. I wish I could say I hope your dreams come true, but I am not sure you are dreaming for the right thing. I think your dream, as it stands now, will hurt you in the end.
But there is nothing I can do, but talk to you in those conversations in my mind, and hope somehow it will help you.
(Simple words when I was thinking about a friend who hides behind a locked door)
I figure it this way, a person will show me what they want me to know whether I join their exclusive club of insiders or not.
Funny thing though, I know more than you think, more than I let on, and what I know is kept to myself, inside my mind where you show up from time to time, or most every single day. It is there I have my deepest conversations with you, in the dark of the night, or in the light of the sun.
And that is how you sometimes know, when I am slipping away, because sometimes in those conversations, I truly think you hear my thoughts.
I know where my heart is, and I know where yours is. I wish I could say I hope your dreams come true, but I am not sure you are dreaming for the right thing. I think your dream, as it stands now, will hurt you in the end.
But there is nothing I can do, but talk to you in those conversations in my mind, and hope somehow it will help you.
(Simple words when I was thinking about a friend who hides behind a locked door)
