It's okay,
Though there isn't anything,
Anything left to say,
A soft broken promise,
The way your eyes shine,
It's something alright,
One of a kind.
You left me for dead,
I'll leave you for living,
Even when life is unforgiving.
So let me know,
When you're done,
Slow.
With those one of a kind eyes,
And smiling through hated lies.
© Karia FelWell