Every time I saw you the light would return to my eyes.

The moment I was away from you they would return to the way they were.

Not the way they were before I met you-

No, my eyes will never again return to the bright, child-like eyes they once were.

They would return to the way they were the instance before I saw you.

Except they would be a little bit more sad each time.

A little bit more tired.

Because whenever I saw you the pain went away,

But whenever you left, the heaviness of your words set in,

And pained me.

Each sharp thing you said to me only wore me.

Everything you said hurt me.

But this could only be seen through my eyes.