he once told me "you're eyes are gorgeous" but i didn't believe you i thought "how could he love my brown eyes" how could he love something so ****
he told me they were captivating he could get lost in them he could stare at them all day and never get tired of them he pointed out all the colors they were in the sunlight he pointed out how my eyes weren't just brown they were green and blue and yellow and brown. he told me that he could lose himself in my eyes
i guess he lost himself so bad that he left me maybe i left him but to this day i've learned to love my eyes.
my ex actually told me this, kinda made me cry writing this but oh well
I gaze into the soul's windows And what do I see An abyss of muddy water But if I look closer I can see Specks of stolen sunlight Streaks of the purest gold only Prospectors can begin to imagine By just looking I can tell what a Gracious, warmhearted, good-natured Person you are That all the disingenuous individuals Fathom Just by looking
Moses if you are reading this, its not for you;) - sad boi
I've never really been mesmerized by brown eyes but today when i looked up and saw you staring i was amazed and at a loss for words now i can't get them out of my head and i'm in a constant state of awe jesus, why am i so stuck on your eyes? why do they have to feel like home? why do i have to crush on you so much?
I swirled in a ocean of brown. Venting in steam. My drown overlapped by current On top of current. I swirled around and around, swimming in sugary spec. I once dreamed of dry land. Loosing my footing on the edge of a spoon. The top of a pink packet torn off. Sprinkled on my head. There was no sense in fighting. One single serving brewed. It was exciting to feel myself swirl, All I'd ever know. around and around. All I'd ever know. The more I drunk the more evident it became. The here after in addiction. Sweet in taste. My skin dipped in heart of something so delicious. I swirled around in an ocean of brown. Her eyes. Never once did it occur that I couldn't gulp them. I still tried. Lost forever in Mocha flavored aroma
I will forever remember Those beautiful deep brown eyes That you thought were so plain. But darling, you could not see: how could you possibly see? The way they shined in the sun breathtaking hues of mahogany Melting into golden rays Circling an eclipse your “plain brown eyes” truly aren’t plain at all they are a stunning mixture of every color known to man The most beautiful sunset on earth.
Your eyes are the most vivid memory I have of you, even after all of these months. You always used to call your eyes "boring and plain" and even called them "**** brown." But to me, your eyes were the most beautiful color I've ever seen. You know when you mix a bunch of colors together and it all turns brown? Thats how I viewed your eyes... The deep brown was just a mixture of everything you could offer the world.