Your Gaze
What did you emit through your eyes? Were you asking me to wait? Or it was a final good bye? I saw the hope in those citrine eyes, expecting me to speak up. Maybe I'll ask you to stay; And rest everyone should leave. It feels crowded, isn't it? This moment was meant to be ours. But no, I know that's me overthinking and maybe over estimating as usual. I saw the fear in those eyes, As if we will not meet again. There's no second chance for us, I know you will be missing tomorrow from my life. But today, I don't have the audacity to hold you, to be your savior. Or maybe you don't even want to be saved. But then there's another possibility, That you said nothing at all. Those eyes are just too pure. And I was looking for a finite end in that infinity pool. What appeared to be shallow to others, was too deep to explore. But you know what made this rendezvous beautiful? Its perplexities! Because...