A boy and a girl.
The boy has blue eyes.
The girl has brown eyes.
The boy has wide shoulders and large hands.
The girl is dainty in every way she moves.
Her brown eyes caught my eye quickly and abruptly.
The boy was cute.
Isn't the boy supposed to leave me breathless?
I could go months without remembering his existence.
When he told me he liked me my heart wasn't moved.
But the fluttering of her eyelashes made my heart fly, such euphoria from simply seeing her.
I could go on for days only thinking about her.
A dazed mind that only thought about her.
I wouldn't care if she broke my heart.
She'd look beautiful breaking me down.
A beautiful brown-eyed girl sounds better than that blue-eyed boy.

Soft brown eyes.
They're the same color as mine but hers carry so much more depth.
I could see a story in her eyes.
I wanted to tell her my story in exchange for her story but she never looked my way.
Of course, she wasn't interested.

I have a canvas.
It's filled with all kinds of pleasant colors.
I usually paint it with kindness.
A smile is meant to make people trust you.
Let's layer the canvas with a few nice words.
Some wittiness too.
Laughter is always appreciated.
Just don't add any undesirable colors.
It has to be bright and beautiful.
No dull colors.
Dull colors are hated.
Even if the dull colors are a part of you don't add them.
Keep it up.
Don't falter.
If you slip up they'll hate the canvas and everything it contains.
Each brush stroke will never be in vain, just keep it up.
Don't let them see the dull colors.
All that's needed is brilliance because no one appreciates a dull canvas.
Even though you sometimes love the dull colors don't ever reveal them.
Bury them under layers of color.
It's like this the painting is beautiful.
Everyone loves beauty.
Even if it's not the true colors of the canvas, all that matters is to be loved.