Longing

 When I saw you first

I saw the smile

The one which does not reach the eyes

When I saw you again

I saw you laugh

The one which is loud and empty

When I met you

I saw the golden eyes

The one which are too bright but don’t shine

When I talked to you

I listened to your voice

The one which screams in silence

When I started to know you

I saw the scarred heart

The one which was once broken and torn apart

And after the moments

Of knowing you whole

I was triumphant

To somehow mend the broken soul

Though all the broken mends

I tied

But that little bit of your heart

You would always hide

That bit of your heart

Is what I will always want

That bit of your heart

Is what I will always long for

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