Looking at Me

Looking into your eyes, I wonder can you see what’s inside of me. Do you see how I feel? Do you see the love in me? Do you know my soul? Do you know your own? When I look into your eyes I see who you are. I feel your desire. I see your sadness, right there, under your smile. Your words say one thing your actions another. I know who you are. I feel it in your embrace, I see it on your face. Go on living the life you created, the one you pretend is making you happy. The life you are convincing yourself is all that you need. If that was true, then you wouldn’t be looking at me.