They say that you are
cruel,
careless,
unkind.
cruel,
careless,
unkind.
They don’t see
the gleam in your eyes,
the sun in your smile,
the thoughtfulness in your methods.
At times it’s as though you are
cold,
distant,
unforgiving.
Perhaps you are
curving your pain,
afraid to lose control ,
disguising your hurt.
Maybe this is all
wrong,
insane,
improbable.
What I wouldn’t give to
hold my hand to your cheek,
gaze into your eyes,
seek answers.
Yes, it is
real,
unrelenting,
impossible.
All I know is
my heart won’t let go,
my mind is merciless,
I’d sell my soul.
They say that you are
cruel,
careless,
unkind.
They don’t realize that I
accept it,
understand it,
won’t fall for it.