Your eyes
Every time I close mine
I see yours burning into me
Staring helplessly
Silently pleading
Asking the answers to unspoken questions
Its always the why's
I can't answer
You looked like I pulled a gun right to your head
Did you see the look in mine?
A rabbit in the headlights
Anything to avoid having that conversation
Surface pleasantries
Neither of us is feeling
How are you doing
Sorry I'm really busy
I have to go
But both of us knew
It was a lie
I wasn't really sorry
I hope you'll forgive me
It was nice to see you though
Back on your feet
I hope your happy
You should be