Eyes

The last time the eyes met, how long ago was this? Those were full of life, brimming with joy! Perhaps it’s too difficult to see eye to eye now, perhaps doing that makes your eye flicker, again. What is it? Why does it flicker? So steadily, so beautifully.

*flicker*

Laying in arms, dreaming about the world’s fairy tales, thinking how quickly today might pass- this moment might pass, then looking eye to eye and then reassuring that such joy is meant to be… How long ago was this?

*flicker*

There goes another flutter inside. I hold my breath one more time. Yes, I’m waiting to hear why some things can’t last. You said that once, I wasn’t convinced. You said that again, that some things aren’t meant to be. Looking in the eyes, realising how painful that can be, we lay still. Calm, finally.

*flicker*

Why should all nice things end? I demand to know. Silence can’t be the answer! I’m terrified that a phenomenon is on the verge of death. May be that’s why the eyes look emotionless now... they can’t flicker anymore. Silence, again? The stillness can hear my heart racing. The words your silence speaks are far too many. I’m nervous. Love just died, the flicker succumbed.