But/somewhere, a pair of eyes watch your every move - the flutter of your eyelashes, the scrunch of your nose, the curve of your lips, the bend of your hair, the truth of your eyes, the dance of your body, the grace of your walk, the happiness of your laugh, the complexity of your thoughts, the volume of your words, the depths of your heart. Somewhere, a heart falls -no, damn it - a heart beats for you.
You have to know that.
YOU ARE READING
kāi
PoetryThoughts spared for the ones who love and hurt and smile and believe at the same time. © fourthrose 2015 | AL
