Mixed Signals

i bet it has slipped your mind. my face, i mean. the look on my face when we first locked eyes & my skin touched yours. i inhaled and didnt exhale until i left your presence. he's beautiful. beautiful like the genuine smile of my future when my dream comes to past. beautiful like the rain when it interferes with the sun. youre beautiful. time rushed by and we lost touch. and idk why. but when we rekindled the flames. somethings so strange occured within me everytime i say your name my heart screams. i whisper "its him." i shyed away my feelings the moment the possibility of mutual feelings started distanting themselves in the wind of the night sorta, my heart broke a little. but only just a little. possibilities. those possibilities would diminish if i could just flat out ask how you feel. my feelings are certain. but in my imaginary grave, i'd pray to hear your response. do you love me?... i mean you say you love me but we have plastic walls around that "i love you" and on those plastic walls i see "made in china" plastered from the top to the bottom. tell me if im wrong. cause my heart breaks with every label. i wanna love you. let me before i die. i cant keep you off my mind. youre enstilled. mental pictures of our memories. memories to ashes. i could smear the ashes across the sands of Hickam Beach. i sometime wish the ocean would take them away. wash em way i say. let me be the sand and you be the wave. come wash upon the shore and take me away. i swear i wont look back.