Look away.

It`s amazing how our eyes never meet. It`s amazing the way you avoid it. You look away like you are afraid that some kind of feeling can approach your heart if we keep eye contact. I wonder if you`ve always been like that. I wonder too many things.
The sun lights your face. You`d rather be blind by a ray of light than admit you have feelings.
I repeat myself. I keep writing all these words to express the same.
I make the sentences short so no one will notice it.
My thoughts echoe in the silence and make me feel dizzy. "What if", "Maybe I should have" are the first half of the lines that picture the way I let things go. The way I, sometimes can`t have it back. Parhaps those things are meant to stay somewhere distant in order to give me some inner peace.
I started with the noun "we" then "you" but I always seem to end up with the suject "I". That can be one of the reasons we`d better not eye meet.