My eyes running from your stare,  
a weight too sharp to bear.  
they told you what i couldn’t say,  
and still, I seem so far away.  

your deep brown eyes pull me inside,  
a place where thoughts and silence collide.  
i want to dive, to drift, to be free,  
to lose myself in the depths of your sea.  

those thoughts you hide, unspoken, untold,  
turn into stares, silent but bold.  
your eyes tell a story, a tale to uncover,  
a book i long to read and discover.  

and still, i fear  
the curve of your voice,  
the reach of your hand,  
the next move that will break  
this fragile stillness.  

when will i see you?  
when will i stand still  
and let myself be seen?