Saturday, October 13, 2012

Live like a Dreamer

I'm supposed to be doing homework but I just can't find the drive right now. He sits on the couch and scrolls through his phone mindlessly, and I gaze at him. He has no clue I'm lost in his world, wondering where his mind is traveling. I focus on his facial expression looking for a weak place so that I can be let in, but I find none. He's in total control of himself, everything about his body screams control; like no one I've ever met before. I want that control to be a part of my life. I want his mannerisms to rub off on me, to blend with mine. Is it possible to blend two worlds like ours together? The more I hear his words, the more I believe that it's not only possible, but it's fate. I have never met someone who thinks like him, someone who just lives like they've never been hurt before; like they've never felt pain control their life. Control. Extreme control. 
It's like he see's through the eyes of a kid who still has scarless dreams. He follows what his heart tells him to do; never worrying about the logic that people consume themselves with. How did he keep this mindset? I look at him curiously, still no signs of falter; just a face of content. Completely content and in control. Each time I look at him I discover new things about him that I never thought I'd find in a guy. Not in such a perfect way...I guess I keep looking in hopes for the logic behind my findings. The attribute that will tell me that he isnt the one for me. 
Its not happening, there it is now, a smile. He knows now that I've been staring, and he's okay with it. Control. Stupid control! How? How does he have such control over every expression in just the right amount? Effortless composure, so appealing. 
Completely content, in control, and happy. Share..share it with me. 
To smile like it's the first time you've ever done it, every time. Teach me how to smile like that. 
To follow your heart over your mind.
To pursue your dreams because you can't imagine doing anything else, no matter what the odds are. 
To just live like that. 

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