Eyes reflect the soul I believe. They are so sincere , they reflect ones vulnerability. There wasn't much to love about me - I wasn't the cliche girl your imagining. But you loved my eyes. I don't know why. Whether it made you feel closer to your past or it made your future feel secure. Maybe my eyes are the reason you supposedly fell in love with me . Love. Hah. What a word. All the positive connotations screaming out at me. No. It's not like that. I knew I would be able to see straight through your love and oh I did .
You saw the negative things of life. They say love makes you blind but that wasn't just a saying to me. I couldn't see your lies. I heard your words. The pretty little lies which were music to my ears. I felt your touch. It made me feel so comforted and soothed. Your gentle fingers clutches mine as we took our other companion out on a walk.
Young lovers. They can't see the future- well- one of us could. I'd like to say you looked out for me but you didn't . I was left at my lowest . Waiting for you. Trying to reignite the pure happiness you brought out in me. So after I supposedly saw straight through you I realised.
It didn't matter I couldn't see straight away. And you could even say I was blind throughout the whole relationship. But I'm glad I saw the problem now. Even though I can't see.
My eyes was my dog. My guide dog. You fell in love with them. I fell in love with the idea of us. My eyes may not work but the eyes of my beautiful labrodour certainly looked straight through you.
