Yes, I think his eyes are the
prettiest eyes I've ever seen,
but it's the concern I see when he looks at me,
the emotions portrayed in them,
the way he looks at me like I'm the
only girl in the world.
It's how he looks down at my lips
when he wants to kiss me,
how they crinkle up at the edges
whenever he smiles or laughs
and that laugh....
don't even get me started on that laugh.
Because you see, it's not about how
beautiful I may think his eyes are.
It's about the boy behind them.
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