The Window

I saw myself in his

Where the thirsty soul lies within

Not the love he lacks,

Nor the care he suck,

It’s just about the awkwardness he felt

Yet I understand him as well as mine

Many words were just unspoken because they were stuck between the lips

The limbs that suddenly stiffened, making a distance while in the arms

And eyes that never look back when they meet

I have it all

He is the reflection of my soul

His body said it all

The curiosity of the world

The anxiety of the future

His eyes being a window to my soul,

Bring me to my lost soul

Remind me of my cold soul