Lover of the Light.
Leave your bags at home before you venture out,
You don’t want anyone going through them.
Store them some place inaccessible — so no one would find them.
Destroy them in solitude if you find you no longer need them.
Look into his eyes, you’d sense the fear.
If you look for too long, he’d look away. He probably thinks you’re judging him.
Then again, we don’t even know what he thinks about anymore.
Look into his eyes, you’d sense a yearning.
You pictured this moment a few too many times, analysed the multiple possibilities; yet, here you are.
It may seem like we’re back to square one. Years of carefully crafted personalities have now been exposed. It’s like you don’t know who to portray anymore.