Andy

His eyes held a million emotions, a lot of love. His hair was a beautiful soft wavy bunch His smile brightened up a room But he rarley let that show He was a gem that tried to blend And for a moment, he succeeded His stare was a glare, hard and cold like winters nights But his eyes held, wanting. Wanting of love, wanting of happiness, wanting of a family.

So,

I hope one day we reunite

For hopeless it may be

I'll be here with an open heart