Wild eyes
like the falling leaves
you are free
wild eyes, eager soul
you will always roam.
like a well-worn winter jacket
you fit in my arms perfectly.
quiet observer of life
documenting in written word
scrawling wildly across pages
that I cannot pretend to understand.
you cannot be owned, cannot be controlled.
like an animal cornered
you will run.
you will always be loved
no matter where you wonder
but I cannot love you, wild eyes
because you cannot love me
the way I love you.
About Me
- Lauren C.
- I'm a graphic designer with a degree in journalism from Shippensburg University. I love creating new things.
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