She caught his staring
again, and again
but he doesn't
stop staring,
because he wants to come back,
but she won't let him
and that breaks her,
more than it breaks him.

you are my never showing sunshine

his eyes
burn into her's
yet she does not look back
because if she does,
her heart,
will break once again.

you
    noun.

Something I loved deeply,
but lost deeper.

The man lives such a life,
that the sun is his wife

He sits on the stair,
watching as she brushed
love through her hair

The trees whisper of her beauty,
and the wind heads echos of her voice

Chills run through the grass,
for summer has taken its mass.

"you're beautiful!"
       - he said
                        "thank you."
                             - i reply
          "no i'm not."
                 - i think to myself