As you walked near by, you missed something.
You did not see the tear.
The tear that ran down my eyes.
You missed looking into my eyes,
or did you miss it on intention?
This tear was useless if you didn't see it.
That tear was so precious, so true.
You just couldn't see it.
You just walked away.
As a stranger, you gave me a quick, meaningless look.
Then you went away.
How could you not see my tear?
How could you pass over those tears,
when you have been the cause of them...
2 comments:
its amazing how u stop a moment and take a look at it and analyze it so deeply u r gr8 in that
Only because the mood of this blog is gloomy & melancholic, i should have made a za3'roota ya Mario :) The first time you write a comment and actually sign it (Y) I know u've been reading everything i wrote on both blogs, bass really glad you are commenting now...
thanks for ur nice compliment, i like to take snap shots of life sometimes ;)
keep reading & commenting :-D
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