Stormy Eyes

Your crystal clear eyes are the first eyes I've ever been able to keep contact with. Your soft touch entrances me, your arms are my home. Your warm body seems to fit with my cool soul. We find that happy medium, you are my safe haven. Not a moment goes by when you aren't on my mind. I often feel as if I can't live without you. 

 

One day I looked into your eyes and they were stormy.  I was losing you within yourself. I was losing the connection we use to have, I was starting to become independent. I was starting to grow, build a home within myself. I was beginning to lose us and become more myself. Maybe I can live without you, maybe I can make it on my own. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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