I met a girl with eyes of steel.
Grey, unforgiving, unfeeling. Piercing your heart and burning through your body. The colour of a cloud about to unleash the fiery stab of a lightning strike, or thousands of tiny water bullets.
She had a soft heart, laughter like a crashing avalanche.
She was as good a friend as anyone could ask.
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I met a boy with eyes like opals.
Green one moment, blue the next. When they were green, they were green; the grassy slopes of a pasture, water rolling from the rind of a fresh lime. But when they were blue; the sky at daybreak, a shallow sea, the oceans on map pages, drifting for eternity.
He was no ocean; merely as shallow as a puddle - but he loved deeper than any ocean could ever hope to be.
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I saw a girl with eyes of black.
Deep pools of emotion, voids of conscience. Passages to another world, black holes, sucking in information, giving back nothing but a mask.
She was quiet, but had a mind like a galaxy.
She was intriguing, but ever ignorant to my existence.
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I kissed a girl with eyes like oak.
Brown, blank canvases. Nothing special. But suddenly, they were doors to be opened. Behind them, maple leaves fell from autumn trees. Sunsets formed behind her pupils, ever changing.
She was as soft as spring breezes.
She let our souls disappear.
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I fell for a boy with eyes of sapphire.
Shimmering in light, hypnotic in shadow. Pale in bright day, deep indigo at dusk. Soothing, calming water behind screens of glass, aquariums of ideas, cages of tears.
He was straightforward and truthful.
He was the best and worst thing that ever happened to me.
