I'm tired
and your eyes are laughing
but this is really not a joke anymore.
i've thought
maybe you misunderstood
more likely
you've become too familiar with the outside
that you've forgotten to peek in
most likely
you just didn't bother
before i met you
i lived inside my head
but now i see how frustrating it is when a person can barely meet your gaze
without wandering along the way
and can do nothing but listen with patience
never interest
my eyelids are heavier than they should be
the search is futile
in your eyes i see nothing more than my reflection
i'm done
looking for myself tonight.
