Windows

Eyes are windows,
and her soul burns so hot
she’s afraid they will see it all.
The love, the anger, the sadness…
The love.
Especially, the love.

So, she avoids some eyes.
Like his eyes.
The one she wants.
Maybe he feels the same.
Maybe she’s afraid to look…
Especially, in his eyes.

✨Deferential Devil✨

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