this eyes that were watching

observe. she said. 

and she know what she saw. 

"You can't hide it." she said to her. 

"I know what I see and I know how you feel," she wished she told her that. 

But to her feelings. She didn't think life is fair for once. 

But she knew that was a wrong thought that shouldn't linger her mind.

It was wrong of her. 

She loved her, for most of the sorrows, pain and laughter they share together,

she appreciate it all.

Nothing could make her repay to the kindness she showed her. 

but for now, she had to bow down her head,

kneel down if she must,

and perhaps

wish that she could understand her feelings. 

but she know she's asking to much. 

A painting is more than the sum of the parts,

Wendelin said. 

the eyes might lie and tell lies.

perhaps this is just a lie.

but to her, she sees them. 

this eyes that were watching.