I see strength in the way you pull through,
In the way you hold my hand like I'll let go,
In the way you keep emotions enveloped, enclosed.
I see love in the depth of your shimmering eyes,
In the way you plead for my forgiving attention,
In the way you attempt to make recognition.
I see frustration as you climb your own skyscrapers,
As you fight but lose, maintaining control of yourself,
As you hold fists to try and make sense of it all.
I see passion as you lean forward in admiration,
Passion as you remember what we'll always see,
Passion as you reflect on what your life used to be.
Over everything I see your suffering,
Your constant venting of emotions,
Your attempt to push them away, though.
That's how I feel when I look into your eyes,
A person still here, yet so afar,
A person long gone in my eyes, reflected in yours.