i never really noticed the beauty in brown eyes until i met you.
and seemingly out of nowhere, i began to take notice to the subtle flecks of russet, and spots of sepia, that so beautifully rested in your taupe, somber eyes.
slowly, but surely i fell in love with your once ordinary eyes;
who knew brown eyes could be so lovely, so warm;
who knew brown eyes could feel like home?
i wrote this a few weeks ago. i wrote this about somebody i used to know, somebody who (for a short while) meant the universe to me; for -. ,a lifetime ago