Behold Familiar Eyes
When I look people in their eyes, I saw the familiar sight-of people laughing, and people crying.
I thought... maybe they are just like me.
Maybe they also have a personal portion they don't share.
Maybe someone stole their hearts away some time in their lifetime.
Maybe they were broken like me.
Maybe they cry in closed doors, too.
Maybe they also have to dry their tears every night when they go to bed.
Maybe their hearts still ache for something they wish they could have had.
Maybe I am not alone.
For behold familiar eyes, I see myself at a glance.
BFE. 06302019.
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PoesíaFor the love of poems, proses, words, and stuffs. Just a girl who wished to conquer the heights with love but less of your prejudice. I write rhymes so you can hear my heart. I write them as the whirling thoughts escaping my mind. So if you happ...
