I told her to open her eyes, I wanted to look into her soul.
She wanted to be loved for her eyes and kept blinking.
I told her to lay down her life, that she had so much to offer.
She wanted to be honoured, praised, lifted.
I offered her my life, my everything.
She wanted the assurance of the world.
I kissed her forehead.
She kissed another.
I made a promise.
She didn’t bother.
I walked away.