Magicat.

This is me, my magic eye. Aha.

~

The beauty in this small display,
is in no way similar,
to the reflection of your beauty
that lives in both of these eyes,
when your eyes meet mine,
and you look right back,
it's like inside eachother's
souls, is where our minds lie,
I know when on the inside,
you are crying,
you are not okay, your eyes
are lying.
I love you so,
why did you go,
not long now though,
come read your poems..
for me.