Brown eyes,
Cloudy day
A vacant feeling of uncontrollable emotions showering my mind with a
colorful blur
Laughs, cries, chuckles, sobs
Sweet intentions of the everlasting
Love we shared
Returning to my un-ordinarily crafted heart
A high raced through my veins as if I were going through withdrawal
From the infatuated stares, glares && soft touch from his delicate
finger tips
Was it meant for the better
As the saying goes everything happens for a reason, reason being what?
The cost of heart break is like pieces of your soul collapsing into
minute fragments, no longer able to have a mate, no-one there to glue
them back together , the thought still lingers in the back of my
emotion filled scull,
Why was is so hard to let go of
His brown eyes ,
On this Cloudy day?