These blue eyes held the same obsession and love as mine.
They showed me the love I had hoped to receive from her.
I held on to these blue eyes and I knew they loved me more then I did them.
I shared many memories and nights with these blue eyes but she never managed to leave my thoughts.
Was I using these blue eyes?
Was I trying to forget about her?
I was and I couldn't deny it.
I think those blue eyes noticed.
I was slowly slipping away.
These blue eyes noticed me searching hopelessly as we walked across the centre of New York.
