They say, you could tell someone's smile is real if it reaches their eyes.
But what about when you told me "I love you," and your eyes didn't reach mine?
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Poezja"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)
Out of Reach
They say, you could tell someone's smile is real if it reaches their eyes.
But what about when you told me "I love you," and your eyes didn't reach mine?
