Published Non Sense.

Take my hand and when you wonder off, don't let go.
Wipe my tear when I'm all alone.
With each tear drop converging into one, see my reflection of denial and confusion.
Broken smiles and broken eyes.
Thoughts of never understanding what went through.
Mindless whispers of great I love yous.
And the thought of I miss yous bringing back tears.
Not for the same reason we all used to know.
Not for someone we all once knew.
Saving each careless whispers and the careless smiles.
The dodged glances and giggly laughs.
Maybe when I get the chance, you'd get it back.
Those hand held wishes we through back once.
The memories left within and the unwinding spirits.
The childhood days we want to live through again.
The trips and falls all connotatively now.
Figuratively speaking, falling for you now.
Not as fast and not as slow. Just between so now you know.
I'm stuck in the middle and the coverged tears.
I'm not sure which one to see.
One I feel happy with.
One I melt for.
Or maybe just none at all.