Every time he looks into my eyes he almost cries.
He sees the pain inside.
He tries to find a way to be kind.
He tries to unwind but i can still see the pain inside.
He tries to hide the tears of fear,
But if you look in a mirror you can still see the fear,
The fear that you could lose it in not much of a wink of an eye.
Monday, February 28, 2005