Please don’t stare at me
Because I might just want to run away,
Away with the wind, and into your arms,
I say that now, but then I think twice,
As there is someone waiting for you, and it’s not me,
So for God’s sake, don’t look my way, and I won’t look yours.
For each time you do,
My heart feels heavy, as if it doesn’t know what to say,
It makes me feel like it’s raining, and all I want to do is stay,
They say, one’s eyes are a window to their soul,
Beauty, constraint, and longing, that’s what I see in yours,
They speak to me as though we know each other,
But maybe in different worlds and in different times.
With a stare too long, I look away,
A strong gust of wind awakens me, it frees me,
As it gently whispers what’s true,
That I’m not yours, and your not mine,
Maybe in different worlds and in different times,
I’ll once again notice that stare, that once gave light to this lonely heart of mine.