I finally understood what was in his eyes
Why it was always empty
or rather blank and very deep
There's always a reason behind
A hidden motive?
An undeniable pain
A wishful shadow
And I only read it now
I've seen it, life in his eyes.
That spark he never had when he was looking at me
Realizations hit you late, but it's okay in this case.
It only confirms some thoughts,
corrects some perceptions,
and makes you think again.
It is indeed lovable; falling is inevitable~ thus making everything complicated.
To love and not be loved, as what he loves is far from his grasp.
Whilst I, holding him dearly, can never have him truly.
❤
10/6/13
2:14am
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Manipulated Dreams
PoetryA compilation of short stories and poems. Spur of the moment. Random inspirations. Sudden realizations. Unexpected emotions. All of me. All that is within me. ❤
