how your eyes betray your words, but those words were meant to be heard at a distance, yet you spoke them so close. like a puzzle wrapped in layers barely visible to the human eye, unless you dance in the right light, then one might catch a glimpse of something truly astounding and unique. last night that light danced briefly by you instead, and a couple layers faded away for only a moment, and in that then i saw your secrets, just a few, but i felt my mouth water at the temptation of more.

so what i mean to say is that when some people say that they're not interesting, they only mean to throw you off their trail. misdirection is clever, i'll admit it, and it has me stepping carefully. but when the ice gets thin i always wanna jump in. god, i'm rambling now. i guess it happens when there's literally no sleep to be had...i haven't felt this feeling in a long while.