Where is that playful exchange of glances now? The eyes remain closed, as there is no life left in me anymore to give my heart to love.
There was a time when exchanging teasing glances was a thrilling game of romance, but that youthful spark has completely faded away. The poet’s perpetually closed eyes show a profound emotional weariness—a soul drained by the sorrows of past loves and life's hardships. Loving someone requires courage and vibrant energy, and when you no longer have that vitality left within you, the heart quietly resigns from the dance of romance.
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