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Robert Dill Nov 2018
So here’s the truth
You can’t just stop loving someone
There’s some supernatural force
And it reminds me of you
It tells all the stories of us
The way you stared into my eyes
And how time stood still
I still think about everything you told me
That one deep dark secret
And I hate how I used it against you
I was so hurt from finding out
About that other guy you slept with
And that doesn’t make it right
I think that day really messed me up
Even now it’s been 4 years
And that dent you left is still there
It’s been accompanied by other ones
But none quite so deep
I’ve tried focusing on its design
But haven’t been able trace it right
Your love was one of a kind
I guess it’s finally time I admitted that
Kaitlin Evers Nov 2018
Surpressed and hidden from my sight
God I need your voice and light
For distant memories and forgotten blight
I've been weak and shut them from sight
Easier for me to hide
And pretend, in no realm, do they abide
Kept secret so long it's hard to confide
I fear they'll excuse my faulter's side
Ignore my plight
I'll feel contrite
Convinced I've shown a twisted light
But NO! My words are not twisted
Though my eyes they have misted
My heart is a knot
The truth is rot
They may hide their face but I will not
I ache to stand and say, at least that I have fought
MarvelMe Nov 2018
Looking into your eyes
I see your burdens and cries
So cold like the moon
Trying to hide in your cocoon

Looking into your eyes
I see behind your lies
In the dark moonlight
You're drained of your might

Looking into your eyes
I feel you agonize
I see so many cracks
You can't hide behind acts

Looking into your eyes
Emotionally paralyzed
No one can recognize
Hiding behind a disguise
Life full of lies
No wisdom from the wise
Can no longer harmonize
Wanting to eulogize

Can't hide what's behind my eyes
They say your eyes are the window to the soul.
cassie marie Nov 2018
he once told me
"you're eyes are gorgeous"
but i didn't believe you
i thought
"how could he love my brown eyes"
how could he love something so ugly

he told me
they were captivating
he could get lost in them
he could stare at them all day and never get tired of them
he pointed out all the colors they were in the sunlight
he pointed out how my eyes weren't just brown
they were green
and blue
and yellow
and brown.
he told me that he could lose himself in my eyes

i guess he lost himself so bad
that he left me
maybe i left him
but
to this day
i've learned to love my eyes.
my ex actually told me this, kinda made me cry writing this but oh well
Dominic Thompson Nov 2018
Blue and green
Brown and green
So many different combinations
Yet so little difference

She is still caring, loving, and protective
Why did I become so blessed as to be able to know her?
Why am I the one she trusts more than anyone?
Why was I the one to fall the hardest for her?

It was her eyes
Those eyes
Those ****** eyes
They are the eyes of a shattered lover,
trying to rebuild themselves.

I know because I have seen them
In the mirror
"She" is not a lover. "She" is my best friend of two years and closer than anyone else in my life right now. Though, her and I did grow to feel close affection at one point before finding others.
Eurus Nov 2018
I closed my eyes
Focusing on every noise around.
Heard some heartbeats I first thought were mine.
Now I close my eyes and softly fall in love
With the way I remembered you,
Your body,
Your soul,
And all.
That made the difference.
Dominic Thompson Nov 2018
They say
The eyes
Are the window
To the soul

If that is true
Then I have seen
The darkest of souls
And the kindest of hearts
All in one person

And I fell in love with those eyes
Their graceful gaze
Gliding across the room
Soft blue, like apatite
Or a river running over the soft stones of the ground

They dragged me in
And I can't let them go
Every time I see them
I can be relaxed and comforted
And every time we lock eyes
I lose myself

In those eyes that I love
Eurus Nov 2018
As I walked towards the future
Things seemed clearer.
What if I stopped here?
Would it mean the end is near?
I so wish I could tell you
How much it takes from you
To chase the inexorable;
So ineffable.
Let it be a pair of sweet eyes
A pleasant demeanor,
A complicated thing
Or a silky string.
Nothing I would let be
To take an ounce of me.
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