It's okay, I know what you're feeling
It's alright, I know how you're breathing.
You don't have to look away
don't have to be reluctant to me, for I know what feeling lies beyond your heart.
I know what kind of tears fall from your eyes,
I know what kind of thoughts run through your mind.
I have felt them before, I have seen it many times
So many times, that it will be tattooed on my heart for the rest of my immortal days
So go on, show me what lies beneath the color of your eyes
It won't disturb me at all...
Show me what lies beneath those blankets of red,
show me, and tell me if I'm right
Yet another poem I wrote about Vincent Valentine.
I wrote this because I found a LOAD of pictures of him, and loved the way he looked.
He looked sad in them, so I wrote this.
Predicted his feelings, and related to them.