The Way You Look At Me
Maybe it's the way you look at me.
Maybe it was the feeling of being free.
Maybe it was just, our destiny.
The feelings weren't always there,
I didn't use to care.
You used to be a friend.
Now you're nothing, just an end.
I remember when you were the beginning,
Everything started to feel good.
I could feel my whole world spinning.
It happened fast, almost like falling.
You told me pretty lines,
But in the end,
I was the one bawling.
I still loved our talks.
Even after everything,
I remembered our late night walks.
My feelings were still strong,
Even though yours seemed to be gone,
I was feeling all wrong.
It seemed easier when we talked,
Then I could be normal.
It all seemed too formal.
Maybe it's the way you look at me,
because that's all I can seem to see.
You act the same
like I'm just another name.
In reality, I'm the one to blame.
I knew how this would end.
That I would see you as more than a friend.
My friends told me to stay away,
But at first it was just fun.
I can't even remember the day,
When I realized I wanted you to stay.
You still give me that look,
It's like you can read me like a book.
I am happy when around you,
And the feeling doesn't feel new.
Maybe it's the way you look at me,
Causing me to want to see
The laughter in your eyes.
If this is how it is destined to end,
Then I'm glad to at least be called,
Your friend.
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PoezjaThis is a collection of poems that I have made through the past few years. Most of them are sad, and are personal. I would love any feedback you'd like to give. I'm trying to stick to writing, but I might not always update. I hope you enjoy my poems!