You were never meant to be understood.
For you're not a puzzle to decipher,
A book to analyze,
Nor a mathematical problem to solve.
Let me admire you—
Not through your looks,
But through your gaze.
Stare onto me so deeply;
Let me be fully absorbed by you—
That I needn't to unravel your wholeness.
Through my gaze,
And through your eyes,
I know you.

Dig through me.
Analyze me like how you analyze a poetry—
Stare onto my eyes so deeply.
And if you will,  
hold the hand inside me;

Fill my being with such tenderness.
Complete me; and
yearn for my existence—
Devour me with such completeness.
Explore my soul through its depths,
Until your light reaches through its darkest.

Through the every inch of my soul,
Gaze at my symbols,
And witness all the toil—
all the crawl—that's carved
Within the edge of my soul

In a void,
and on the brink of fading,
You filled hope
to a flower that is wilting.
Thy eyes radiate
In a world where everything's
filled with dusk like an endless chasm.
In a maze where path is unending,
You showed the way with a smile,
I never thought I would be the cause of fading.

I took the spotlight,
never noticing,
How it drained your light.
The flower that almost wilted--
that one flower,
that you,
brought back to life,
That was I.
How I wish I could give it back to you--
How I wish,
that as I laid my gaze
upon you,
How I wish,
that you had never gazed back.

I'll sit here on our porch
humming, gazing,
still waiting;
yet unsure if I'll spot your shadow.
I know your road seems too narrow,
but why does it seem
where I'm sitting
is not on your 'to go'?
Piece by piece,
fragments of moments
withering-- slowly vanishing;
there I found my self,
the only one still collecting.
One by one,
those we cherished,
begone.
The porch where I'm sitting,
one we're both dreaming--
Is it also vanishing?
I'm slowly losing my seat,
you left me in this dream,
alone, still hoping.