"people with eyes like yours—they call them blue oh no, my darling, your eyes are nothing like..."

“

people with eyes like yours—they call them blue

oh no, my darling, your eyes are nothing like theirs, not at all

yours are the Pacific at its splendor, the ocean’s wild waves rivaling your spirit

yours are the turquoise of the sky,

outshining every star,

eclipsing the moon,

putting the sun to utter shame

but now, they are cold, unforgiving steel

your eyes as sharp as spears, arrows, swords, daggers

all

directed

at

me.

”



- paetricia, blades

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