"you have soft eyes, there very beautiful." he said looking into her eyes and she looks away.
"No. they are eyes that have given up, depressed, and sunken in. they have seen hell. and there dull. Nothing about that is beautiful. Nothing" she said as she walks away.
"sorry"
he grabs her arm and pulls her back, and sees the eyes he once thought were soft and beautiful, cry. and kissed the crying girl.

-Desirea Fox