Your eyes

say it all.

You may not notice,

but they speak more than

what your lips tell me.

They launch unspoken

words that only my heart understands.

If only I could take those eyes home.

If only I could stand by you.

If only.

If only things were different.

I am last.

I'm going home without those eyes,

but I know they are watching me over,

until I see those eyes again,

even my heart shall remain unrequited.

Until your eyes and my heart meet

at the end of our roads.

There is no turning back now; I will see your eyes there.

And the smile that I long for the most.