GLANCES OF LOVE
Oh, how I love your eyes,
And how it speaks up for you.
Oh, how I love your eyes,
For it shows the inner you.
I love how your eyes glimmer even on a gloomy afternoon.
I love how it overflows with endless emotions.
Oh, how I love your eyes,
Your eyes that look like the universe in the sky.
Seem so dark yet it sparkles like a peridot stone meant for me.
Your eyes that look so expressive yet the fewest of words are coming out of your mouth.
How I love the way you look at me,
The way you simply stole glances at me like how I usually do to you.
I love how your eyes smile.
I love how it smiles for me.
And I love how it uncautiously looks for me.
Maybe it's stupid that when I caught you looking at me, I tend to look away.
Love, I am just saving myself for you might potentially steal me and bring me to your universe.
Though I yearn to enter the universe beneath your eyes.
Oh, how I love the way you intently look into my eyes while we talk.
How I love the feeling of looking into it every day.
But now that it's over,
Will I be able to look at your eyes again when all that I felt for you is pain and sorrow?
I want my old self back.
I want to go back to the times that I haven't know your eyes.
I want to travel back to the times where I don't consider your eyes as my favorite everything.
I want to go back to the times where those glances of yours are just for strangers with no meaning.
I want to live again in the old times.
Old times where I just idolize your moves and not your eyes.
Because falling for your steps is just merely an attraction.
But for falling for your eyes?
It seems surreal and so magical.
Falling for those eyes made me realize that there are lots of things that I can't have.
Like how I badly want that eyes to look at me.
Not just by stolen nor speedy glances,
But by looking beneath my eyes with your care and unimaginable love for me.
