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I didn't know it was possible to get lost in someone's gaze. Yet as soon as I saw your ocean eyes I got lost there as in the sea, I swam there without ever seeing the end, yet I was not afraid, I was deep in your eyes. The blue of your irises keeps coming back when I see the blue of the sea, but it's not the same, the blue of the water is bland, lifeless while in yours there are thousands of stars, fireworks, billions of glitter, I didn't know that it could only fit into two eyes. But you didn't see it, you didn't see this deep blue, you didn't see these glitter by the thousands, you just didn't see the world, for others you were blind, for me you were brilliant, just brilliant. Maybe I should have told you all that, before you fly to the sky forever, before you illuminate it with your glitter, your stars but I didn't have the courage. I would have liked so much to lose myself a second time in your beautiful ocean eyes. .inspired by 'Ocean eyes' by Billie Eilish.

2021-01-21 17:53:40

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