Her Eyes


Her eyes 
Her eyes are the thing I remember most 
when I first saw her
The type of deep blue that seemed to peer straight through your soul 
and consume you
The kind of blue that made you feel like you were wading 
through the deepest blue waters of the ocean 
When she even looked my direction I could feel my heart 
skip a beat, and my stomach drop 
as if I was on the worlds fastest roller coaster
The way she let one piece of long golden brown hair drop in front of one of those eyes 
almost upset me
Only upset because I couldn’t see both of her beautiful eyes
Those blue eyes put me on cloud 9
I didn’t need drugs like some people
I had
Her eyes


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