It hurts to look at somebody from afar, with eyes trying to hide the with longing and despair. It hurts to look at you from the other side of the place. Everytime our eyes would meet, shivers would go down to my spine, and cold would crawl onto me. Your eyes were no longer the same, no longer like what they've been before, when they used to be filled with joy and love. When those beautiful smiles used to be mine. Everytime your stares would meet mine, I could do nothing but to look away. I wish I could look at you the way I used to, when I could freely stare at you and you would stare back at me. We were sweeter than honey, but our love was as fragile as a flower.
I wish I could go back to those times. I want to escape this and run back to you. I'm tired of stealing looks on you, glancing when you're not facing me. I wish I could hold your hand, because it makes me feel so safe and secure. I wish I could lean my head on your shoulders, and laugh together, and be together... Again.
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Things I Wish I Could Tell You (Poetry and Prose)
PoetryI look at you with empty eyes from across the crowdy room. I never spoke when I was with you, and for a long time I hid from that quiet disguise. Little did you know I cried under the rain, and I sang with our song. When I'm alone I think of you, I...
