Some days he would call me beautiful, and make me feel like the most special girl in the world. Other days he would brush me off like a piece of dust on his shoulder and convince me that I was just a nobody. How does someone change their feelings about a person so quickly? I wanted to ask how, and why. But truthfully, I didn’t want to know his true intentions of me.

I looked into your ever-changing eyes and saw the most wonderful shade of brown. You were watching a show, and I decided to watch ahead just so I could watch you as you watched the show. You laughed and your eyes crinkled up, and you looked genuinely happy. I saw some flecks of gold in your eyes, even. And then you turned and looked into my blue-grey eyes, and I couldn’t hear you ask me what I was doing, but I know that face you make. I just shook my head and kept it to myself that I was in love.