Your face is crystal clear to me. I have studied your face how the sun light reflects in your eyes. How you look serious when you’re nervous. I can see you even when I close my eyes. Your beauty was etched in my memory. However the feeling apparently one sided the time I spend thinking about you appreciated an not reciprocated. My interest begins to fade now knowing this. There was a time I could draw your image as if looking in a mirror in front of me. Even now I try to recall what you look like and my memory fails me. Your name once consumed my thoughts now lost and replaced by someone who shows interest in me. I create an alternate reality in which I fool myself. I harbor no grudge for you my imagination gets the best of me. We always want more. I am no different which is why I move on to something else when no longer inspire or entertained. The human existence is about exploitation you can search the stars and find incredible examples of beauty you can explore the oceans and see exquisite forms of life. You can see everything the stars and oceans hold within another human being you just have to know where to look. Search another’s eyes and you can see the universe within. Get to know someone and you might find the emotions within them are as deep as any ocean.