meandering.

Look me in the eye,

Tell me that you love,

and I’ll look you in the eye,

and shake my head.

It is the equation of hope,

lost in the variance of lies,

To the power of zero,

what remains is naught.

If stare at the window,

I see through glass,

as I stare at your eyes,

I see only the past.

 

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