THE COLORS IN HER EYES.

You can see the watery ghost in her hazel eyes when she’s sad. 

You can see the rage in her eyes when she’s mad. 

They show the reflection of a whitish darkness. 

They give a lightish taste of her madness. 

You can see the sympathy in her eyes when she is grieving. 

Swollen and red, almost like they are bleeding. 

You can see the joy In her eyes when she’s happy. 

They become sharp and snappy. 

A little orange combines with the energy of red and the happiness of yellow. 

I nicknamed it Jello. 

You can see the fear in her eyes when she’s frightened. 

They become wild, bright, and whitened. 

You can see the surprise in her eyes when she is unprepared for something. 

They stimulate pleasure when she’s blushing, and reduced it to nothing. 

You can always see her emotions through her eyes,

She has nothing to hide.

When she’s in love, her pupils becomes dreamy and steamy. 

Changes from green, to light brown, to gold when her lashes becomes cold. 

Some people say she’s odd. 

If you could, you can read her like a book just by taking a look.