X and Y

She smiled with her eyes,
And never understood
The deep contour lines of hurt
Mapped across his face
And the gigantic footprints of love
Brutally stomped through his heart
Was a little more than she could trace

She smiled with her eyes,
But never understood
The distances of questions which made mileage
From present to future, in his eyes
And the silent whimpering he made,
Counting, that entire which he gave
And just wondering why

She smiled with her eyes,
And never understood
Why he demanded returns
For how could she match his dime?
From check list to cheque stubs,
When all she wanted was time
And someone who understood her
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