On the days you see me smile, 3 inches up there will be blue eyes. Blue love that looks to you in the sweetest of ways and speaks to you in the softest tone. Blue that beckons you to cry with her, no matter the time of day. Blue that reminds you of the night you wanted to drown in your oceans, **** your wings and become the waves that kissed your body. A six-hour-drive-blue that craves a touch of your hazel.