Dark Brown Eyes
Dear Pablo,
Well I refuse to look into your dangerously beautiful eyes.
Dark brown like any other but yours shine so bright.
Full of happiness, charisma, and a love for life.
They engulf me completely in a blinding blonde light.
So blinded I'm really standing alone underneath the cold moonlight.
Then I realize this is a battle for love I no longer wish to fight.
You leave me much warmth with your foolish ways.
You have me lost in a constant foolish daze.
I truly admire all your clever ways,
You being the only one who leaves me without a word to say.
And when you're around we're together at the beach all day,\.
I start to swim out to the ocean, and as I turn back my gaze
I realize I was left alone in the cold summer waves.
You didn't leave, you are just far from the shore.
Looking at me with those eyes I rapidly grew to adore.
They drag me in with a powerful tug.
Its unfair how you made me stumble so hard in love.
Fell so hard on to my head I can't seem to stop the flow of blood.
How could I look at you the same way I did before?
I no longer wish to be at this uneven beach anymore
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