I never really liked brown eyes before you. Blue was my favorite back then. Brown, what an ugly color. So boring, so dull. Nothing that catches my eye. But then something changed. You looked at me with those brown eyes. You looked at me in a way that I would never forget.
When our love didn't succeed. I found another pair of brown eyes. And after that, even hazel eyes. I loved them all. But as time went on. I realized that I would never find another pair of brown eyes like yours. I searched and searched. None of thoes eyes were the deep brown color of yours. No eyes will ever be the same.
I think about those beautiful eyes a lot. I dream about them a lot. I know they will never be mine. I know you will never love my eyes as much as I love yours. But I can only hope, that one day, you will appreciate my eyes as much as I do yours.
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Short Poems and Stories
Short StoryThis is just going to be some original poems and shit that I write.