let me tell you a tale about a girl

whose brown eyes he had been wandered for years,

had been tried to hypnotized,

had been falling for.

whose eyes he realized not even once, ever turned around,

from that man on the corner,

whom another girl hold so tight.

that man, again.

those brown eyes used to be not this empty and sad.

and not supposed to be.

though he always around,

yet her eyes

never turned nor fell

into his.

that man, still.