I used to think that the eyes never lie. They seemed to always speak for the deceiver who stood before me. Especially when I looked in the mirror. I guess we all lie. To conceal feelings or to bring others into existence. Funny thing is his eyes used to tell me he loved me more than any man could. That I should give my all and let him all the way in and his lips agreed. Yesterday he told  me that he can’t give his all because he can’t take the pressure of what we were destined to be. But how can he make plans then break them and want to run away. The more I give, the more I hurt. My heart. Damn it hurts! I heard it crack, when he decided to shut down. But it shattered from begging him to fight for us. How can he not want to hurt me but leave me broken? This makes no sense. Wish I could see his eyes though. Because then maybe it would all seem real. I can’t understand how and why he would beg me to give my all and he not do the same. He stood before me with closed eyes and gave me a passionate kiss. Wow! So much emotion, so much love!  But his eyes were closed, so how do I really know. Im left hurt, broken but now even more confused. He boasts my pride killed our relationship but at this moment, pride isn’t a factor. Through my feelings I still want to give more of myself to him. I want to smother him with love and affection. Guess I’m not one to take hints because my brain can’t process him not loving me with everything he has inside. Damn I wish I could see his eyes though.