Looking at You

She is my life.
She was like an angel,
waiting for love.
not looking for love.

I come from the heart.
even when me far with her.
when missed clot hard as rocks.
I threw it away into the sky.
hopes fall on those who are not longing.
because miss not about waiting,
but about the meeting.

I was about jealousy.
jealous buried in the hole plays.
like the underground hole that is always dark.
when the sun illuminates only reluctantly.
especially light eyes.
looking at me.


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