Dearest Enemy Poem by sweet moon

It is so strange the way I feel when you look at me
That way your eyes can bee so pure ….
If you want to
I can reach you so easily and yet it is hard to reach you
Some times I think I know you and almost I don’t
Some times I feel you and almost I don’t
But even though it is hard
It is much harder to be you
I would like to enter you
To feel every bright and dark
Every evil and good
I want to know how to protect my self from you
Because when you look at me with those eyes
In this way
I lose my will of hating you
You my dearest enemy