“I can tell the way you looked at me was different. Because you looked at me, the way I looked at you. And I looked at you as if the whole constellation had put itself within your eyes.”

“The eyes follow the heart. In other words, though you might not realize it, the person your eyes so effortlessly find and admire in a crowded room, is the person that has your heart.”

A Guy I Once Knew

Autumn eyes,

You remind me of a guy I once knew,

His name no longer rings a bell within my mind,

But I do remember the day when he turned twenty-two,

He told me that he adored the freckles dotted on my cheeks,

I laughed and told him that those freckles were rather gold specks,

He chuckled with his deep dimple smile,

And asked me what’s next,

I told him that his eyes were like pumpkin spice and colored leaves,

“Why do you say so?” he’d say,

“Because those things are – warm,” I’d shyly reply,

His smile grew larger as he told me that I was so cliche,

But he is now just apart of the past,

My memory of him is now buried deep within the library of my mind,

In a book labeled, “Autumn Eyes,”

The pages within his book are sloppy and unlined,

But I don’t know why autumn still reminds me of him,

I guess warm feelings never go away,

Those warm autumn feelings,

Is still with me till this day.

~ heart2heartwritings