For all you've done, I forgive you;
For all I could not give you,
I apologize.
Pretty eyes,
You're not the person whom I thought you were,
And now it sadly seems as if you wear
Some wicked guise.
Pretty eyes,
From a million miles away you broke my heart,
Yet I'll go on--turn to my written art,
And to my lies.
Pretty eyes,
You've left me helpless but to mourn;
You've shown me how great love is born,
And how it dies.
Pretty eyes,
You still daily haunt my mind
As I don't know how we could find
No compromise.
Pretty eyes,
Who says that true love comes and true love goes?
How can I now live without your hellos
Or your goodbyes?
-Adonis
