You tell me, "My eyes are too doe like and much too immense for the shape of my face."

I tell you, "Your eyes cause me too swoon, for they are undoubtedly celestial."

Your orbs are so deep and so rich that I could fall with out a question into those captivating pits just as easily and fast as I fell for you as a whole. I was a goner from the start, caught in between your visions and sense of self worth − and your natural beauty and high intellect.

There is no difficulty in saying that the hold in which your eyes have almost makes it unbearable for me to deny any of your wants.

When I look into your eyes I see existence. Passion. Vivacity. I see future. The future of us. A future for us. And maybe that just makes me a dreamer, an unpractical idealistic. And maybe I'm okay with that. Okay with seeing you and I − and you and I only.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" You hoisted the sheets up to cover yourself and perched your arm under your chin.

I raised an eyebrow in a questioning manor.

"Like what?"

You shrugged and let out a deep audible exhale.

"I don't know," you murmured softly. "Like you're in a trance."

I began to chuckle inwardly, my body vibrating.

"It's your eyes Indigo, they hypnotize me."

They were sparkling right at this moment as you peered faultlessly at me. Now it was my heart that began to pulsate.

"My eyes?" You stammered.

"Yes, that is what I said."

Although it didn't show − I knew that your cheeks were beginning to burn up. You swiftly brought up your hands and shielded your eyes from me. I broke into a deep fit of laughter. You peaked through your fingers and smiled intensely.

"Stop feeding me false affections."

I shook my head.

"No, because when I speak towards you I only speak truth. Your eyes are sincerely angelic."

"What is so special about my dull eyes?" You argued.

I was speechless quite frankly. Not because I didn't know what to say, but because of what you questioned.

"What is so special about your eyes? I'll tell you what's so special. What's so special about your eyes is the fact that when you look at me, in those eyes is what is in mine whenever I look at you. Fondness, devotion, compassion, altruism, and foremost − love."