Red, yellow, green, blue, purple,

lights of the carnival rides.;

The most intriguing eyes,

but they weren't his.

& for some reason.. I feel fine.

I may have lied.

Then, it's hard to try

to look into your eyes,

without wanting to cry.

I sit back, &

watch the energy die

-because I think too much.

Once I've been touched by unsaid truth,

& it burned like coals, soaking on the moon,

that were injected by the sun.

But I wonder, was it best?

I've considered putting the lies of truth to the test.

Subconsciously, I guess I'm asking

what do I do?

.. I've finally decided the answer,

& so, I run to you.

Then, stop dead in my tracks,

once I see she's holding onto you.

She holds your smile in her gentle hands.

Quick eye contact is all we get,

as I turn & walk away.

Hoping for sure you'd be following my footprints.

But when I turn around,

the laughter she gives you is a beautiful so painful

Who knew how painful a delicate treasure could be?

If he had followed me, what would we of become?

What would we be?

Only if...

Though, when I get into the car,

reality blows over me, & I see who I will be remaining with.