Conversations our eyes shared.
Know that your beautiful goodbye was not left unseen.
I smiled. (and jumped in excitement in my head, haha)
But you were oblivious of it.
If only you knew.
I know nothing of you but, John Doe.
My anxious eyes still do look for you in the crowd,
desiring for you to be there still so I know just where to find you,
and my thoughts do wander into a world of made-beliefs.
I will come and see you again.
Because I did not feel the least bit of alone,
when I was in actual fact alone.
You made it that way.
Thank you, M.
Beautiful Goodbye by Maroon 5.
A world of made-beliefs.
Silly, silly me.