Little missing pieces.

The little missing pieces, 

Of me 

Are often, 

Found.

Found in you.

Crumbled. 

And 

Crushed,

Into a dozen more,

A hundreds then,

Maybe a thousands too. 

Love for you, 

I expressed.

I am guilty as charged.

I see you.

I see you love.

Them. 

Her.

I see you,

See you as a precious rare gem. 

You see me,

Not.

You deny my existence. 

To achieve your love, 

What is it that I have to be?

What is it that I have to do?

Tell me. 

And I will be. 

And I will do.

That. 

Tell them.

A story, 

That her eyes had to tell.

An adventure, 

Where numerous time she fell. 

The changes,

That she went through.

To her dead family , 

Never did he get time to bid farewell. 

The tears she cried ,

when she realized,

That she had lost almost everything made her eyes swell. 

Oh all those noises, 

So much she hated them , 

Often like a madwoman she'd yell. 

What wrong had she done? 

Why did her life turn into a living hell.

Dreams and hopes, 

She forgot them all. 

To travel,

back in time , 

Is all that she ever wanted. 

She'd just hope, 

That everything would change with one magical spell. 

Tell them, 

This story, 

That her eyes had to tell.