Your brown eyes gaze at me
and for a brief moment I wonder,
'Does he know?'
Your eyes make me fall for you-
the innocence in them,
the honesty, and concern.
'Don't look at me like that.
I'm falling.'
Your eyes make me feel
okay with being vulnerable,
okay with being my weird self,
and okay with being out of place.
'That shade of brown makes me feel at ease.'
But now when I see those hazel eyes,
I feel like crying.
You can make me cry.
The shade of brown that used to once warm my heart,
now tears me apart.
It's not fair that you make me cry,
make me feel like dying,
while you smile with the other girls,
and your brown eyes glisten when you look at her.
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems, from the book- I thought you were mine (in the process of being written by me), and just poems about love. It contains letters, his povs, and just feelings of love. The poems are not in any particular order. I hope you like th...
