“So we meet again”, you exclaim,
The blue of your eyes tingle hope.
Another chance of us,
your thoughts acclaim.
‘Pause the praise of destiny,
Cause we aren’t starting another journey.’
I think to myself but fail to confess
for my thoughts are in a war,still in a mess.
”Should it mean something?” I manage to utter
Rewinding your expressions to passive,
for a second I see you falter.
Drowning into your eyes I can see you crumble,
The corners of it twitching with pain,
and your unsure thoughts now a rumble.
Funny how I can still hear your sounds suppressed to others,
Similar to how mysteriously you do mine.
The jerk of ecstacy lasts a second for now this bothers,
Why is it us when we aren’t meant to entwine?
The unanswered questions are all I see.
The pinch of unknown pricks subtly.
And we gaze for another while,