"When His Eyes Felt Like Home."
There is something about the way eyes can hold you when you look into them.
His hazel eyes stared into mine, and in that moment all I felt was warmth and trust.
Like this was someone I had known before.
A strange familiarity.
The feeling of nostalgia, like remembering something your soul already understands.
“I love you. You are so beautiful,” he said softly.
And as his hazel eyes stayed locked on mine, I could feel it.
He was truly seeing me.
My eyes hold colors of their own.
Hints of blue.
Soft green at the edges.
Brown like warm earth.
And when the sunlight touches them just right, there is something else.
Gold.
Real gold.
The light in my eyes is love.
And if words like these speak to your heart,
stay a while.
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