… Of Him

At the corner, I was…

tucking myself on my legs…

I cried…

and cried…

no one loves me…

not even the ones I love…

until the day of my death…

I never felt love…

And now, as a spirit…

wandering on the living world…

I still didn't felt it…

Until…

I met these amethyst eyes…

At first, they were cold…

as how it really should be…

But then…

as I've realized…

it weren't really that cold…

Well, in fact…

they were warm…

as I think of it, welcoming me…

I felt lighter than before…

maybe, it's because of his smile…

or maybe…

because of him….

Reia: This is another poem I created. Just another corny poem that popped on my head. That's all! Please R&R! ;p