Every year and again, I catch your eyes by surprise. They get so wide, and I can see the whole world in them. It replaces, for a moment, the other things that I have seen in your eyes, the ones that crush my soul. The tears and shock that caused my knee to buckle, why didn’t I stop? The hate and vacancy in the corner of a bar I thought I knew, why didn’t I stay? The disdain and vengeance when you thought you were over me for good, why didn’t I fight? These things haunt me, asleep and awake, but they cannot compete with those bright, big, bold, unguarded eyes that reveal everything I ever wanted to know about the world. I want it all. You know it. I know it. I want you to give it to me. There’s a fine line between a boundary and a defense, between pride and ego. We don’t know the difference at least not when we are together. I want to give you everything. Actually, I want you to come and take it because you are the only one who can. Some day we are going to mean it when we say we don’t care who is in control. Some day those big, beautiful eyes are going to trust me when they wake me up every day.
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