• i see him walk with her.
    I see myself stare as she turns slightly back, pleased with herself.
    I see nothing in his eyes, but it's there though:
    Annoyance, anger, frustration.
    I never noticed how dark his eyes were.
    Like dark whorl pools, oceans threatening to drown you.
    Were they not gray?
    He's changed.
    And it's all my fault.
    Or maybe it's hers.
    I don't see how they will last.
    It makes me sick:
    My head spins, my heart aches,
    My stomach is about to burst with butterflies reeling to escape because they no longer belong.
    I see him turn back, but to her.
    I see her do nothing in return.
    No smile, no nod, no wave.
    But i don't see any of this.
    I see nothing.