Her eyes.

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Ever since I've met her,
her eyes have been on me.
Everyday in the hallway,
they'd be waiting for me.
Her eyes were hurt,
a sea full of sorrow.
her eyes were a beautiful yet,
lifeless blue.
Her eyes were on me,
and then they weren't.
Her eyes were on him,
my best friend.
Her eyes waited for him,
not me.
Her eyes searched for him,
not me.
Her eyes longed for him,
not me.
His eyes waited for her.
His eyes searched for her.
His eyes longed for her.
Her eyes are now hopeful,
a sea full of happiness.
Her eyes are now a beautiful yet,
energetic blue.
Her eyes were never on me,
I simply just failed to see,
they were always on him,
always hoping he'd see.

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