When I think brown eyes I don't think your beautiful glowing eyes. I think of his how soft they look, how wise they look, how pure they look looking into mine when he put his hands down my pants. They turn lustful so quickly as I lay in his lap and kiss him. I love his eyes they express what he's feeling so colorfully, that's how when he will say he loves me I'll know if he really does. I can see the like in his eyes but I have yet to see the glow of love.
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Love or heartbreak? Really what's the difference?
RomanceI have never been in love but I've never felt closer to it than when I was sitting in the middle seat of your truck with your hand on my thigh.
