I set my palms on the cheeks of your face,
looking into your eyes

I searched for something and found nothing at all

Your thoughts read of nothing

In fact, you were avoiding my eyes as I tried to look into you

Afraid that I might see the truth

and the truth is that I did
and the truth is that the truth hurt

But it helped.

The truth, the truth is but an abscess of lies

you avoided the medication to rid yourself of the swelling pain

You never loved me

You avoided my eyes,
because you were convinced of my truth

You were always so presumptuous

If you had looked into my eyes, if you had dared...

no, I won't tell you what was there.

Eyes tell a story that words never could


I am done reading you
i will not finish your chapter
i am not going to allow you the chance of redemption,
of some coming ****** that will keep me intrigued

I will stop at the flaws of your character

No bookmark needed, no folding of the page to come back to

In My Eyes

you are finished,
you are read
no story left to tell