I knew I was doing the right thing...
Because whenever you look into my eyes, I see all the colors that speak of trust and unarguable support. That is why whenever I look into your eyes, I cannot help but be amused by the variety of universes it could offer.
When I look at it, I see how pure your soul is. I like how your brown eyes would shimmer whenever our eyes meet each other. My view was like an empty canvas, but when I look at you, I only see a nirvana that shows up whenever we're together. I see the dazzling waves of the sea, how the stars would dangle in the night sky, and the swinging of the birds on a horizon that presents the coming of the night.
Never have I seen something like that. Never have I ever wanted to badly claim something like that.
It is mine. It was mine.
Because the last time I saw them glimmer was when I let the tears take their time to flow down from those eyes. You kneeled, begged, and asked me to stay, but I just can't.
Yet still, even amid the storms that your eyes have gone through, I wish that the gods would still bestow a rainbow that tells you that every time you remember me, I remember you too.
Becausesaying goodbye is the hardest when you don't want to say it at all.
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The Brain is Never at Rest
PoetryHi. This is a collection of the pieces I wrote for the past years. If some of these sounded or looked familiar, it's because I've posted them in another account I used to go by. Thank you for taking the time to read my work! I hope you'll have a fu...
