Eyes, Lips, Hands, Voice

his eyes could break my heart that way
his lips wouldn't part in reaction to my kiss
his hands wouldn't reach for my waist
and his voice was low and sorrowful
my eyes teared up, but i hid the tears
my lips begged for a goodbye
my hands searched for his
and my voice pleaded for a response
but still his eyes wouldn't meet mine
and still his lips stayed firm
and still his hands stayed in his pocket
and his voice tore at my ears with hallow words
and my eyes found the door
and my lips forced a word that meant nothing
and my hands grabbed my purse
and my voice cracked as i held back a sob
his eyes followed me out
but his lips didn't move
and his hands were not where i wished
but his voice rung in my ears
"not now, i'm not in the mood"
heard as " there's nothing you can do"
my eyes shielded with sunglasses
my lips coated with gloss
my hands with eyeliner streaks
and my voice nonexistant
because my eyes said nothing to his
and his lips wouldn't find mine
and my hands had no healing for his heart
in which his voice told of it's hurt
i wanted to hold him, but his eyes said no
i wanted to fix it, but his lips said no
i wanted to help him but his hands pushed away, said no
i wanted to be there but his voice said no
and it scares me
terrifies me
that i care so much
that his eyes, just his sad eyes
could make me cry
and his unresponsive lips
could break my heart
and his far away hands
won't hold me in his sorrow
and his voice, his heavy voice
makes me want to stay
but still pushed me away
i wanted to be the one that saved him for once...