Our Eyes

Our Eyes

KjO’Boyle

This look that’s there- I’ve seen it before.

This look that’s there inside your eyes.

Your sad eyes.

Your quiet eyes.

The eyes that sparkle go opaque from time to time.

I know that look.

I feel it.

It flashes briefly from time-to-time.

Unpredictable, then flippantly gone.

The average person would view it as empty-But I see its Weight.

I See Its Weight.

I see the heaviness inside your eyes.

This look scares the hell out of me.

It scares me not for you-But for me.

For, for the first time, through you-

I saw Me.