I listen.
She seems so strong.
So happy.
She loves her life.
But her eyes.
When I look in her eyes,
I forget.
I forget what I see and hear and fall.
I fall into those eyes.
Into those dark shimmering pools and feel.
I feel so much.
I feel lost.
I feel pain.
I feel sorrow.
I find myself believing the eyes.
The eyes that holds so much.
That hold it all separate from the world.
Her eyes.
