let's tak about your hair and how it occasionally covers your eyes,
but only when they're bluer than the ******* sea
because you've released every tear you could possibly hold inside of you

and what about your eyes?
the very ones that allow the sadness to leak from the corners
and drown your entire being in those feelings of miserable satisfaction.

the very eyes that couldn't possibly lie to me,
even when your lips find it quite easy.