i don't see the stars in your eyes anymore, they look dull, sad—empty even.
i don't see the fire in your eyes anymore, they burned out and there was nothing left but darkness.
i don't see the life in your eyes anymore, they seem lifeless and full of agony.
i have always loved your eyes, for they unvail who you are and what you feel. i have always loved seeing the ocean in your eyes that drowns me and hypnotizes me; you have changed.
—g.l
a poem i wrote while looking at the mirror.