so while we were out shopping yesterday, i was just accompanying her since she liked the idea of me being the first one to see her on her new clothes, she asked of what was my favorite part of her body was. she stood there in front of me flexing her long legs teasing me, and oh yes of course i was aroused but that wasn't why i fell in love with you. i pulled her close pushed her hair behind her ears, just because she loves it, and said "it's your eyes." and of course she burst out laughing because i was saying way too cheesy stuff for her again. little did she know that i was telling her the truth. ******* sag, teeth fall off, hair turns white and even angelina jolie's lips crack under the spotlight of the cameras. but the eyes, they don't grow old. they don't waver, they don't fade, they don't sag and they never change. my mother told me that the eyes are windows to the soul and i agree with her. modern technology nowadays can alter your non-existent ***, your sagging *****, the freckles on your nose, even that cute mole near your lower lip but they can never truly alter your eyes. the eyes never lie and that is why they're my favorite part of you. i am irrevocably in love with the way you see me through them.