Random Ramblings of a Reluctant Blogger

The eyes, frozen, stared

Alone, amidst the crowd,

The eyes gazed, a vacant gaze

Hiding behind it, the turmoil

Hoping time delays the moment

Wait for the heart to decide

The little tug at the heart, 

Was it the pain ?

Of the  inevitable goodbye?

The moment, however, sped past

Time heals, eventually

The gaze stays, gift-wrapped,

In the snapshots of memory