the way your brown hazel eyes turn into pools of honey when it touches the rays of the morning sun
the way it reminds me of an ocean, oh how it tells me everything you wanted to say but never did
the way your lips form a small smile when you look at me,
atleast, that's what my friends say
and how the color itself reminds me of withered roses
the way your eyebrows raise when you stare into me, my soul, my mind, my heart, like im the most beautiful person in the world
oh how i love those ocean eyes
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douleur
Poetry❝Her heart turned grey as they walked out and didn't stay. Now here's the words she wrote on a paper- the words she couldn't say.❞ Written by ellethetic 2017 © ellethetic
