𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
I look at you with open eyes,
A heart laid bare without disguise.
In every glance, a quiet plea,
A hope that you might care for me.

But when you turn, your gaze is cold,
A lock on feelings left untold.
The words you speak, they cut like stone—
A silence sharp, a heavy tone.

I...