They say that the eyes
are the windows to our soul.

Being inquisitive
I always tend to look straight at someone's eyes.

But why is it everytime
Everytime I'm with you
And I look through yours
My heart skip a beat or two?

Does your soul connects with mine?
Does my soul recognizes yours?
Tapping my heart to pump
Alerting me of an unrecognized excitement

Is this perception similar with yours?

That, I may never know

'Cause everytime we cross paths,

You immediately walk the other way.

Now that I'm left alone and hanging

I'll pace my steps away from you

Forget what my wandering eyes saw
And what my heart will forever wonder.

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Now that I've typed this, I cringed. Ha! So, I did liked someone.

I was able to move on. This was a year ago. I was such a wuss.