You looked at me.
Just looked.
Our eyes met for all of a second.
Not a hint of evil on your face.
Innocence, like the first time I looked into those eyes.

So why now does it feel like there are strong hands around my throat?
Why now, do I feel empty and hopeless?
Like my heart is being squeezed to a pulp?
When all you did was glance.
Because now I know you.

I can see the evil smile you gave me.
Oh that smile
The horrible curl of your lips sends bile up my throat.
"How could you?"
I can hear my words even now.
But you said nothing.
Just smiled,
Walked away from me like I was nothing.
Nothing but some child.
Too petty for you to deal with.