She looked into my eyes, and died.
Her fuelling fire fizzled and fried
her soulful eyes now null and void
her youthful gleam, now destroyed

The look she gave me
withered and weary
Like she saw something cold and dreary
I felt her gaze pierce my soul
a feeling so new it felt so old

She sighed herself a heavy groan
same old mistakes, thought she'd grown
She reached out gently, a softened touch
she looked so softly, it was all too much

She stared at me and all I saw -
a broken remnant of love and war
Her cracked fingernails and bristled hair
what she's been through, it isn't fair