My own eyes

I see the coldness in your eyes,
Even in my nightmares,
It's no longer a surprise,
To hate what once was loved,
Seems only natural,
A way to let go of the hurt,
Blank out memories,
Tie down the feelings,
Trap every tear that weeps,
For the 'could-have-been's,
Even I cannot deny,
I see the ice in my own eyes.

~Rei Shiori