The Key & The Door

I glanced up to see a pair of bright eyes gazing into mine. 

Right now, with mixed feelings... I try to figure out everything. 

In moments like these, I wish I could make time pause for just a few minutes. 

I would love to collect my thoughts and throw them in a bottle.

Though they sometimes seem like they are already in one. 

And I sit here... With nothing better to do than write. 

I often wonder if there is something wrong with me. 

Because I seem to be attracting no one. 
Is it because I like writing?
Or because I don't like to be controlled?

Questions always being asked... and never being answered. 

So why is it that I am attracting only the shadows?

I know it is something to not worry about so much...

But still I feel as if there is a part of me missing.

Like someone out there has my missing piece.
When will they return it to me?

And whose do I have?

Am I the key that doesn't unlock any doors?

Or am I the door just waiting to be unlocked?

If I keep searching, will I find what I am looking for?


In the end I think we all do...
If we really want it...
If we really need it...
We will get it somehow.


So I leave you with one question...


If we never stopped to look... Would we ever know what was there?