my own two eyes
look out for the saddest pair
the ones that speak when the mouth stays shut
they ask me "do i know you?"
i answered "you don't have to."
there is no explenation
for my fascination
with the sadness someone holds in their gaze
they said "please, don't hurt me."
i replied "no promises."
this is not about me
never will be
it's about the eyes that never leave
they explained "i forgot how to shine, got lost in the darkness."
i smiled "should i light myself on fire to find you?"
before they could react
i had to be direct
"you have to be careful, for when i burn, touching me will hurt."
- written when i didn't know how to speak
YOU ARE READING
THE WAY HE TILTS HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE
Poetrywhen he talks down on me. this one is for him. let me give you this at least.
