His dark chocolate eyes leave me speechless, defenseless, losing control of what's around me. For the seconds his eyes should meet mine I am his. I willingly get lost in the universe held inside of him. With one look he leaves me in a trance, incapable of thinking clearly. His eyes that see when I'm upset, see past the surface, see who I truly am. Oh I could look at him for hours, drinking in his sight until I feel no more. I've never felt so alive with him, so carefree and bubbly, I've never felt so me.

If only I had realized sooner, that it was a game.

They have a new meaning. Right from the beginning he said what I wanted to hear, and I believed every word. Obsessed with his games that I were drawn into without regret. Dark eyes, they hide things you know. He got what he wanted and left me for dead. I searched the shadows of his face looking for an explanation. But alas, here I am, dropped back at the bottom with no one to turn to. If only those dark chocolate eyes were as sweet as they so seemed.