In Your Eyes

I thought that I could see forever reflected in your eyes. But what was really there, was a history of goodbyes. When you looked at me, I thought I saw love shining through. But the love that was there, was not for me, but for you. The honesty that I convinced myself was there, in your steady gaze, was nothing more than a concealing, gray cloudy haze. The man that I thought I knew you to be, behind your eyes. Was a man that had just been wearing a brilliant disguise. The eyes are the windows to the soul, I believed. But I saw only what you wanted me to see, I had been deceived.