Waves

The romantic side of me wishes you cared enough to put on & impress me, but a small part of me elsewhere revels in the fact that you don't.
Allowing me to to see you stripped of everything & exposing all of your flaws.
Ironically, I find myself trying to impress you all the time.
I am a bit dissapointed in myself for not allowing you the same privledge of knowimg me under my skin.

Now I guess I can see that we are on two different cliffs, looking at two different oceans,
but wanting the same thing.

Sometimes I watch you try & impress others as I do you & your insecurities are very bare & apparent to an outsider like myself and I wonder...Is this the way I look to you?  So transparent & obvious.

Our oceans may have different names, but they most certainly have the same waves.
When is it time to stop looking?
When your stomach starts to growl & you become hungry for more than just looking.
When this fish-less ocean gives me no food, ill have to find another to look at.
One that will actually let me swim & pillage for my needs.

People say we want what we can't have.
Not me..Ii like the attainable
I like feeling like I have accomplished something & I like feeling wanted.

people also say that Love is a challenge
This I believe to be true, although in some cases it"s loving yourself that is the challenge.
Knowing the difference between admiration for someone and actually loving someone...that is the challenge.

Time after time I find myself thinking more about you than I am thinking about myself.
Wondering if you are really happy or just pretending.
wanting to know what you are truely yearning for.

I have great confidence that I could comfort you with my love & support.
but thoes things mean nothing if your heart is set on someone else.
So when that fades, Ill be here waiting for your eyes to open.
really see me
really see my ocean....
Waves & flaws & bounty.