Your eyes.

Your dark onyx eyes.

I loved to just stare at them, mesmerized by the twinkle that was always present;that was never present in my own eyes.

I loved that light.

A part of me believed that it was contagious. That if I was around you long enough, the sparkle would appear in my dull brown eyes one day.

My hopes came true.

Looking into my reflection one day, I saw that little twinkle, the light that I had always dreamt of.

...but...

I should have known that it was all too good to be true.

Because as I sit here, holding your limp body in my lap...

As the light slowly fades from your eyes...

I just know

That it's left mine too.