Epiphany of the Eye

What is there to see, and what lies beneath. Curious as you may be, never uncover the sheath.

I peer into your soul,
What do you think I see?
A grey, charred charcoal,
Buried under the debris.

I skim through your mind,
What do you think I read?
A dreary, delinquent kind,
Fulfilling actions of thy greed.

I delve into your eyes,
What do you think I visualize?
A dream, dreamier than thou,
Which I fell in love with, I realize.

I look back to the past,
What do you think the reason be?
A chronology much like I now cast,
To know you were not the one for me.