your eyes are blue
while mine are just brown
you always told me mine were prettier
and i always disagreed
somewhere along the way
i guess i started believing you
seeing a million hues inside my eyes
instead of the plainness i was used to
one day you made me feel worthless
and commented on how pretty my eyes looked later
but i guess her eyes were prettier and you needed more than brown
now you’re gone and i’m still here
hating the eyes that you loved and missing yours
this sounds really stupid reading it back but this for the boy who made me feel like the prettiest girl in the world until he found someone he thought was pretty enough to cheat.