Your Eyes

In your eyes, I see four things. One: happiness. Two: hope. Three: passion. Four: care.

Even though I don’t know you that well, I see these things in your eyes. They amaze me, because they are so true.

People ask me: what do you see in him? Why do you like him?

Everything. I see everything. I love everything.

I don’t see what they see. I see a beautiful boy who is himself, even if that is a little crazy. I’ve tried to tell myself otherwise, but I just… don’t see what they see.

In your eyes, I see who I want to be. Is that enough?