Eyes

I am afraid to look into your eyes,

I am afraid, that the eyes,

Which looked at me warmly,

Are not there, anymore.

It hurts so much, thinking,

That your eyes have lost their warmth for me,

It makes me sad, it makes me cry.

But, why is it, that,

You don't look mad,

I don't see anything.

It aches my heart,

To think, your once joyful smile,

Is now, dull.

What should I do?

To have you,

Back in my arms,

If only I was there for you,

Would things have turned different?