I once knew a guy
With the most beautiful pair of blue eyesThey were pale
And sometimes grey
When he looked at you
He looked through youHe shared his story with me
And I gave him mine
Nobody knew his
It was the first for me tooHe was damaged
And he had issues
He distanced himself
But oh, what I wouldn't give
For those beautiful blue eyes.So I held out hope
And when he came back
He left again
And came back
And screwed with my feelingsBut oh, those eyes.
So after while I realized
That my life is not a part time job
And that I do not want part time participants
Or half assed relationshipsSo I left him
And moved on
But he keeps being cute
He keeps trying and stuffAnd it's breaking my heart all over again.
And I often think of him
Of the idea of him
And I cannot recall his face
But I remember the feelingsAnd I don't think I'll ever forget those gorgeous pale blue eyes.
And that is what haunts me.
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PoesieJust me rambling. Some of it really doesn't make sense. Whatever. Poetry? Eh.