He turned around . His eyes boring into mine and consuming all of me . All I wanted to do was to walk away and get out of this man's life who was standing tall and proud right infront of my eyes .
But the more I stared into his blue orbs the more I drowned into their darkness and the more I wanted to kiss his full pink lips and make him feel the pain he has made me go through .
Even though I hated this man with every fibre of my being I still loved him with every single piece of my heart .
I searched his eyes for any kind of emotion but all I could see was a man who's afraid and weak , a man who needs a shield , a man who needs fake ness to protect his inner self , a man who's still fighting his inner demons , a man who was not alone but felt that way , a man who wore a mask to keep his emotions from breaching out of his soul .
He contained himself so well that if it wasn't for me knowing this man for as long as I can remember I wouldn't be able to know he's hurt . He's hurt to watch me crush his heart with the pointed end of my heels , to watch me walk away .
Because he is the man who always got what he ever asked for . This man was indeed powerful but to me he was just a lost boy who protected himself with his arrogance and stubbornness .
So when this man was rejected by a normal girl , he thought he could get easily , he was devastated , well if you ask me it was not him but his ego but nevertheless he knew he had to put up a great fight to get her .
I've always known what he ever wanted from her , but that one night when she said " no " to him ,
Everything changed ..
And that girl was me .
-zaynan
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Poetry" I write to express the feelings I can no longer suppress "