When You Walk

April 9, 2008
When you walk by I can't help but follow you with my gaze,
If you look at me my eyes suddenly fly away, looking at the wall or floor.
With my friends I can talk and laugh to my hearts content,
With you my voice goes silent and my eyes can't seem to meet yours.
The eyes are the window to the soul,
Is that why I hide them from you?
If I bare my soul to you will you leave me?
Or love me?

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