The way your eyes look into mine is unfair.
You hold me in your gaze.
You see me. You see into me.
Your eyes travel the contour of my face and rest on my smile.
Your eyes know every wrinkle around my eyes.
Your eyes know the emotion in every facial expression I have.
Your eyes know me.
But it isn’t fair.
Your eyes will never be able to look outward with mine,
they will never be able to look towards a future together.
For as much as we are drawn together,
the vision in your reality keeps us apart.
But your eyes continue to speak to me,
volumes of implied feelings are expressed with each blink.
My eyes read those thoughts and answer back.
The emotion in our unspoken words is palpable.
Hold me in your gaze for a while longer.
Hold me there forever.
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