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In your eyes

I always look at you, in the mirror and smile,
I look at you every day, thinking “life is good”
Thinking I have the perfect life and I should feel happie for what I have.
For the others, this may only be a dream.

One day, I stop – I am not smiling at you anymore.
Life seems to have paused I stare into your eyes,
Why isn’t life so good anymore, is it not good anymore?
I stare into the deepest thoughts and try to find – you.
Your smile fades with the slightest voice.

I start to think, what have I done – what am I even looking for,
You want to move on, think about starting anew.
Is it not too late – are you not old enough to remain happy with what you have?
Your eyes seems to water to the deepest oceans I have seen.

I stare at your eyes vaguely staying up with reality.
You say that you are not happy anymore – with me.
I blame myself saying what I missed seeing beyond that smile
I struggle to make it right for you but this battle was long lost.

I stare now at the mirror thinking when I woke up,
When did I think of all this as my own fault.
I know what would make you happy, to be free,
Your soul needs to know that you are happy!  
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