A pair of Honest Eyes

Life goes on..
So do a lot of people in one's life..

What makes you think when you look back at your own journey..
Is not an expensive gift by an artificial friend..
Is not a box of make-up that made you happy when you bought it..
Is not a hefty salary that keeps coming & going..
Is not an exciting dive in the skies..
But a pair of Honest eyes..

P.S. This post was not supposed to rhyme (like a poem) according to me. But as I started typing, this is what came from my heart. I have hardly shared my poems with anyone. Not more than 5 people I guess. I don't even know whether or not this is a poem, but that's exactly how I feel right now.