I can write about eyes

Again and again

I think about it

Again and again

Whenever I write

I get stuck

Cause I know

This ain't what I saw in those eyes

This ain't what it tells

Then I roll my pen on table

Click it

Think

Again

I still cannot write

This is so complicated

There is some message

That your long loved ones have

Every time they see you

That doesn't even turn into a thought

It remains as an emotion

That I can not articulate

( My pity mind ! )