your eyes tell

the way you look at me confuses me.

one moment you look curious about me. like you're wondering who i really am, like you want to know what my favourite colour is, like you want to know what books i love to read, like you want to memorize every tiny detail about me, like you want to ask me millions of dumb questions, like you want to know me better and so well that i barely know myself.

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the next moment you look like you want to eat me alive. like fire that consumes you but in a deep sensual kind of way, like you could kiss me for hours and never get tired of it, like you want to hold me in your arms tight and close, like you wouldn't care if other people were looking, like you want to know every part of my body and how to pleasure it, like you love me with every fibre of your being.

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the last moment you look fleetingly at me…and then away. it confuses me because after staring dead and deeply into my eyes, after all those emotions and feelings flying around the room, your eyes stray quickly from mine, like you don't care, like it meant nothing, like you felt nothing. which is probably true, but it still hurts. it hurts not knowing truly what your eyes mean when they speak to me. all i hear are faint mutterings in the breeze but none of it is intelligible. i have to decipher it on my own and i'm probably getting it all wrong, every syllable, every word, wrong and mixed around.

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your eyes tell, but tell me what?