Monday, July 12, 2004. 1:14 am
There's a knock on the door.
One soul in two bodies. That seems to be a close enough expression for you and me. And not because we enjoy the same things, use the same words, or even think the same way, for that matter. It is because that when it comes down to it, when the skin is peeled back and the bones exposed, you are everything I am. I look into your eyes and I can see for miles on end into my very own soul. But your spirit is clouded over. You only let me in as far as you want anybody else to go. And it isnít fair. It isnít fair because I used to do it with so many others. Alright, I wonít lie. I still do it today, but I canít help but completely let go of everything in the presence of your gaze. I only ever wanted to be a part of your life. Itís your turn to let me in.