inspired by ocean eyes by billie eilish.
Eversince I was a young little girl, eyes is what attract me the most to someone to make me end up liking them. In all other parts of the face that is created by God to every human being on earth, I am drawn to the eyes a lot.
Eyes never tell lies. Maybe that’s the main influence towards my obsession with falling for someone through their eyes. When I look at someone deeply through their eyes, I can always see their sincerity and truthfulness, all in those pair of coloured lens that they own.
In your eyes, I found myself falling, falling deeply, a little too deep. It’s like there’s an endless ocean existing in those pair of eyes, that causes me to keep on swimming as deep as I can to discover more and more.
No, your eyes does not have beautiful lens colour, blue, hazel or green. Your eyes are in the colour of a deep dark brown, a typical colour among guys. However somehow your eyes shine the same as those who have pretty coloured eyes. I can’t help but wish I could stare at it in real life, face to face, oh I would’ve fall even more.
Your eyes are sparkling, and whenever I look into those sparks, I sense a feeling of comfort. It is as assuring as a hug and as warmth as a smile. You potray kindness in your eyes.
Your eyes are filled with stories, waiting to be unrevealed, waiting to be spilled. You speak wonders & worries, through the black beauty lens that your eyes hold. You speak enough through your eyes sometimes more than the words you let out and I absolutely admire your ability to do that.
Your eyes are able to do magic, at least for me. It is able to trick me into wanting to know you more, it’s like everytime you smile with your eyes, you are welcoming me to know you better.
But your eyes, like the ocean, has something deep within it too. Just like how you potray sparkling happiness in it, your eyes tell stories about your sadness too.
Yes, in all of the times, I see joy in it, but when once in awhile, I can see the pain, deep in it, if you stare it long enough. Just like how only small percentage of the ocean is discovered, your eyes is like that too.
You hide it so well, all the beautiful things seems to appear on the surface yet I know, on the bottom of it, there’s something more.
Through your eyes, I fell. In your eyes, I got lost.
Don’t worry, as long as it’s the ocean of your eyes, I am willing to even drown in it.
For Lee Jeno.
written by C,
081223.
