That one look,
Was so different;
From all the earlier times,
Their eyes had met.
This look - was not of love;
Love that brought them closer,
Had vanished in thin air.
This look - was not of care;
The bond of care and affection,
Had suddenly lost traction.
This look - was not of guidance;
The direction she sought,
Was now pointing to a dead end.
This look - was not of support;
The reassuring comfort,
Had flipped into a disheartening crush.
This look - was not of anger;
The rightful anger and understanding,
Had lost way to distrust and disdain.
It was just a stare,
A blank stare;
Difficult to comprehend;
And she kept wondering,
Were there words to be read?
Was so different;
From all the earlier times,
Their eyes had met.
This look - was not of love;
Love that brought them closer,
Had vanished in thin air.
This look - was not of care;
The bond of care and affection,
Had suddenly lost traction.
This look - was not of guidance;
The direction she sought,
Was now pointing to a dead end.
This look - was not of support;
The reassuring comfort,
Had flipped into a disheartening crush.
This look - was not of anger;
The rightful anger and understanding,
Had lost way to distrust and disdain.
It was just a stare,
A blank stare;
Difficult to comprehend;
And she kept wondering,
Were there words to be read?
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