What do you hide in your eyes?

staring at the river that never stops for anyone

staring at people who won't hold their whispers in the air

staring at empty buildings that stand tall looking at traffic in mere moving dots

But you aren't actually staring are you?

You are looking for something

sieving through facade of every living being

ignoring everything that weighs through wealth

Are you looking for a purpose?

or are you sifting through tinted layers of the world, looking for your muse?

It's the deformed vase

tangled web of fairy lights

an old music system

or maybe just some strokes of paint on a wall

You look for stories through layers of the most overlooked things

searching crevices for unlikely treasures

With the ice cubes melting

and dissipating in shot of caffeine

your hands collect drops of water dripping through the cup

while your mind dances with your eyes

looking ahead in infinity

I know I am staring

I am guilty of that,

but I am not guilty to try and understand you

I don't feel guilty in wanting to sit beside you on this sidewalk and just ask

What holds your eyes so deep

that you missed me looking through them with curious gaze?

But while I collect my courage to move,

you peddle through your wheels,

petting those white paws in front basket

hiding that smile under your mask,

as sunset marks your shadow like a painting

And I walk on same path

holding my gushing heart

like every evening

hoping tomorrow I get to sit by your side

and just say Hi