I was once told I have nice eyes, and perhaps that’s true.

Not necessarily because they are pretty, but because through them I’ve seen the night sky filled with stars, the sunset brushing the ocean, and dogs walking in the park.

I’ve seen smiles that warm my whole body, and people I hope to never forget.

I’ve been told I have nice eyes, and just maybe it’s because I’ve been given the opportunity to see nice things through them.