Grey eyes

How can something like your tears mean so much to me,
the way you look with those grey eyes,
How is it that I see what you don't see,
All those beautiful hidden memories that are all between your lies.

Tell me now, where would we be,
so long as we live this life,
I am here why don't you recognize me,
as well as all those harmful knives.

I am here for you I beg you to believe,
I need you here with me, please, no more tears from your eyes,
I need you near me stop this grieve,
and let me help you stop those painful sighs.

I look at you and all I see are those scars of past and Leave behinds,
I know it hurts, I know you want it all gone,
Roses of hurt, Roses of blood, Roses of all kinds,
What will I say, everyone grieves, with what is left from their angry minds.

Jamie xx