Blue

Piercing blue eyes. 

Pained and weak.

A single glance.

Holding a stare for but a single moment. 

Feeling weak, 

and alone. 

Piercing blue eyes.

Pained and weak.

A single glance.

Tearing through my feelings like soft butter.

Feeling hurt, 

and angered.

Piercing blue eyes.

Pained and weak.

A single glance.

A single tear falling down your face.

Feeling depressed,

and gone. 

Piercing blue eyes

That I'll never forget. 

From a single glance,

on one gloomy February day.

The pain and weakness that rest around them. 

Making me feel,

even worse than ever before.

Those piercing blue eyes 

that once meant so much to me.

Now glaring painfully in my direction

causing us both more pain than ever needed.