It Was Your Eyes

Eyes

Lonely.
All alone in a crowded world.
Two orbs meet two.
No words spoken,
Conversation beholden,
Crinkles greet,
Face red heat.
I’m lost and held
In a moment
I see,
In a sea.
A sea that was your eyes.

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Hi, I`m Chañel. I used to be a people-pleaser who gave 200% because of my love for people. As a result, I almost lost my mind and my life. Today, my goal is to make sure people stop putting themselves last. And, if possible, never experience what I went through!