It's quite natural I suppose: I looked into your eyes and saw my reflection. I watched your subtle movements and dancing shuffle through the halls as my Heart burst into Flames...
I fell in Love with you.
A glimpse of your Heart I saw that morning (all those years ago.)
I could have turned away, I tried.... but would not. I tried again... I did not.
Without expectations, I stumbled into your life...
You whispered, " I love you Gregory" through that pirate grin of yours, my face blushed as so many times before... so many times before.
Now you are gone...and I am gone. Both of us the victim... both of us the perpetrator.
Only my eyes speak of you now; my lips cannot move.
Passions dimmed, and distorted... our regrets manifest only as sighs.
A glimpse of your heart, memories now strained... eclipsed by our own betrayed, torn, tattered and frayed.
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our regrets manifest only as sighs.
*siiiigh*
Beautifully expressed, though regretfully sad.
Exceptional poem, GMS.