What's Behind Those Eyes

What’s behind those eyes, in that sexy brain of yours?
What could you be thinking? We had one night
Spurred by drinking. I thought we made a connection, I thought we had it going.
I guess I was wrong. You obviously do not want to speak to me. Why?
What did I do? Are you regretting the other night? Or are you scared by it too.
I’m afraid, those old feelings are just rushing back to me. After fifteen years, it shouldn’t be so easy. Or could it mean that we are destined for each other? I don’t know anymore. What I do know is that I wish you would just talk to me. Please. That is all I want. Just to talk. I don’t know what is going on, but if you want nothing to do with me. Fine. Just tell me. I don’t like being left in the dark wondering. It hurts to think you used me for one night of fucked up pleasure. I know we had both been drinking, but does it really matter? Please. Just talk to me.

What's Behind Those Eyes

MotherPoet

North Vernon, United States

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An emotional roll after a night of reconnection, then rejection.

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