Her Eyes
Her eyes are the thing I remember most.
By Matt TullyPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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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 world's 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 me because I couldn't see both of her beautiful eyes
Those blue eyes put me on cloud nine
I didn't need drugs
I had
Her eyes
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