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Dec 2014
I'm staring to think there's a pattern
For the manner in which my eyes change color
How in the sunshine they are a vibrant starburst of green
And in the moonlight
They become overcast like the night skies

When they are green
Know that I am feeling one of two things
One being passionate and eager
Excited about a new day
A new beginning

Two
Know that I am hurt
For instance when you broke up with me
I counted and my eyes were green for eight consecutive days

Or like that time when I scratched my eye on accident
And tears streamed from my face
My eyes were green like the ivy that grows outside my house in the Spring
The moss that grows on the rocks in the creek
Shading them a dark mixture of dark green and gray
You would slip if you tried to climb on them
You could break a bone
Or your heart

But then again my eyes are always green when I cry
And they are only getting greener
More and more vibrant each day

And not ever notices it
But you did
And that's why I think it might be so hard to forget you
Written by
Julia Marie Wagner
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