You're like no one else I know. Your pride says you don't want anyone to know you, and that you don't give a damn about them either, but your face says different.
Your eyes haunt me, (but don't think that I'm afraid of you) it's as if you can see into my soul, that my deepest secret is worn on my sleeve. You don't let me look away until you've verified what you were searching for.
Your smile is like a little boy's and a loving father's. It invites me to take a step closer, to get to know the boy inside the trenchcoat-clad man. "I'm everything they see, but not the way you think," you say with your smile.
So now I'm left to wonder if your pride is a mask, or if your face is a liar. |
Submission Name: Hello
