I Hope

Talk is cheap when I look into your gaze,

Piercing ice like I’ve never seen before.

It’s heated, and yet so cold.

I wonder.

 

What makes you seem so distant?

I think it’s the way you move.

Stiff and still, utterly inhuman.

Bitter and frigid in warmth’s identity.

I see.

 

Language to you is an alternative,

Silence is your motive.

Head downcast in nothing,

Eyes skimming the grave.

I hope. 

Author's Note

Ok, so this is totally/kinda based on a character on a TV show, but I won't be saying who cuz then I'd go all fangirl mode and wouldn't shut up. so there!

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thatw as very good! i could never guess who it was about but it reminds me of some people i know. excelent job!