i just miss the way you used to look at me.

i mean, really look at me.. with this certain thought

provoking look in your eyes and your brows would furrow..

as your lips would curve into that gorgeous smile..

and something in your eyes told me you believed

i was everything i'd hoped i'd be..

nice, gentle, kind and sweet.

see no ones hurt me more than you.

see no one's hurt you more than me...

i wonder if you still smile that way.

every time i see you now, you look the same.

however now, you wear an emotionless gaze.

see.. i'd stop writing about you if i could..

but i cant.