
If she only knew how beautiful she looks;
how her grey-blue eyes turn different shades
of blue as tears drip down her face.
As much as I want to help,
I can’t comfort her;
I’m selfish. I can’t stand to see
her eyes turn back into a normal shade of gray.
I need her to cry, so I can
write words about her from a distance;
personify her beauty at her darkest moment.
I love to watch her eyes
speak of emotion through color.
Damn, I love her when she cries.
Love this! I have an ex who used to tell me how hard it was to stay mad at me because whenever we would argue or I would cry my eyes would change from green to ice blue. Glad I’m not the only one!
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Thanks! I’m jealous of your eyes. Us guys are a sucker for girls with pretty eyes, I know am lol
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You are a sweetheart! Although you have nice blue eyes yourself, so I think you’ll do just fine 😉
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Nice one. Haunting image
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Thank you so much!
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Eyesssss. :) the current theme. ;)
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Haha. I know, right? They are the windows to the soul, as you say (:
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Goosebumps, for some reason. Love it! <3
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Wow. That’s amazing. Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Wanderlust and commented:
This is beautiful, right on my train of thought. Keep me reading :)
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Thank you for the sweet words, Jasmine. You’re too nice!
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Some people are beautiful no matter what they do <3 Great writing :)
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Exactly! That’s the picture I was trying to pain. Appreciate the kind words
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