You stole my breath but needed only ask. Gave love freely and demanded the same back. You took no **** so never gave one. You showed me the way - my eyes followed you - to feel no regret.
You were bold and brazen, I was empathetically italicized, leaning on you in times of duress. You gave and gave and gave and gave and gave two-bit trinkets half-assed like alimony. I took and took and took until I was overburdened and rooted in place. You walked away like an action hero and never looked back. You showed me the way - my eyes followed you - straight out the window.
Yesterday you gave me a call. Said you were fine. I didn't ask if you felt my eyes searching you out in dreams, digging deeper through memories to us, together. You teaching me to love selfishly, showing me the way you did. My eyes followed you, followed yours following her, and you showed me the way you felt no regrets.
Perhaps sometime I can show you how I find my way straight out the window and let your eyes follow me down.