Blue eyes please look at me,
Cause I'm standing here hopelessly.

Wishing for a second chance;
Praying for a sideways glance.

Unable to look in them without pain.
Terrified I never will again.

Blue eyes, I know how well you lie.
Cut out my heart and leave me to die.

Divert your glance to avoid seeing my face.
As I write poems about a boy named Chase.

Everything said in them is true,
And not quite ironic that the name belongs to you.

You chose the wrong heart to break.
The sparkle I saw in those blue eyes is fake.