Monday, July 10, 2017

The Look

His eyes,
squinted to some incalculable degree,
tricks you into thinking that you've got something insightful to say:

"What?!" is all you chuckle up.
"Nothing," is his response.
He smirks and continues to stare.

What does this fucking look mean
and why does it make you want to measure his spleen,
clean his tongue to embrace the debri,
carve out a space in his heart
where you'd fit perfectly?

The Look,
looks the same on every face, but
We both know you:
Too afraid to stick around
long enough to discover
if what you believe the look to mean,
is true.

You always leave before they do.


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    1. So glad <3 thank you for taking the time to read it :)

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  2. I wonder who this is about? wink, wink :-)
    XO,
    Nadia

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    1. lol! Well it's not about any particular person. I got the idea to write it from my friend, haha. It's kind of just a reflection on how one looks at someone they like or admire <3

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