Big brown eyes,
So comforting and warm.
They shine even in the dead of night,
But that shine actually might,
Be tears shed on the floor.
They should never have hurt you,
They ignored you,
But you still loved them,
They hurt you,
Dulled your emotions,
Yet you still loved them,
They left you.
You don't love them you say,
But those shining wet tears,
Are still here,
Shining on the floor.
