The Eyes

I used to have wondering eyes.

They darted from face to face, searching for someone.

They were urgent, tired eyes full of hurt.

They saw so much, these eyes,

They saw the way you looked back at me when you decided it was the last time.

The show me the path way to people's souls and words that lose them. 

They gave me the memories that I continue to weep to.

Eyes are powerful body parts, always with you through thick and thin.