Conrad Roset - 214, 2009 Paintings: Acrylics
Eyes the color of yours..
Photo by BIll Brandt
and so i waited..i waited to hear those words, at that moment i wanted to hear them i wanted them to embrace my soul and make me feel weightless, when i think back on it i feel like i wanted to hear those words because thats the way i felt, i thought people created and shared these emotions, so i stood there waiting and my heart beat was a little faster than normal, i bit the inside of my lip that night for what seemed to be hours, i wanted him to say it, i wanted our lips to touch, i wanted our hands to meet and lock, i wanted him to look at me, so i waited i wanted to feel like something more… i waited and those words which i longed for, i never heard them. It crushed me, every part of me.