The eyes are the mirror of the soul and reflect everything that seems to be hidden; and like a mirror, they also reflect the person looking into them.~ Paulo Coelho
I looked straight into his eyes. I saw a high blank in those eyes. I went down a little deeper, and I saw a lie, a betrayal. I saw grudge, hatred, and wrath. I saw his love and care for other peoples. However, I could not see myself in those eyes.
If you knew I didn't like yellow, would you buy me yellow flowers?
Yeah, because you like hurt me.
Do we live or do we idle away time?
I have very few memories that I am happy to remember.
I was feeling pain a lot then, but I had hope. Now I can't even build castles in the sky.
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