At first, I see you
Cheering and twinkling in your eyes,
Heart goes thumping and jumping.
But there come false hopes,
Invading me unexpectedly.
You’ve downcast me into
That unbearable dim space,
Holding me tightly,
With that lace- strings full of uncertainty.
So I let go of your slippery hands,
Confused to hold me till the end.
Because, I truly know, your eyes aren’t telling the truth
Then in no time, we go forth
In part ways.
Still the red strings connecting.
Still the feelings biding.