Hidden Meanings (✔)

whirl

Sometimes I feel an extra set of eyes on me

Whirl around with a flicker of hope that you it'd be...

Walking around in the same lonely streets

The melancholy nibbles away at my heart; it eats

Looking at strangers, all I ever see is bits and pieces

The hope sporadically jumps then decreases

Her eyes match those you have; his hair is the color of yours

Now here I am hopelessly knocking on all the doors

Asking if they've seen this particular man

Pointing at a tattered photo taken when it all began...