They say the eyes are the window through which you can see ones soul.
If this is true, I'll stare into your eyes all day long, with the hopes of seeing the real you.
If the windows to your soul are your eyes, I'll hold your eyes in mine forever.
I'll pull back the curtains and find you.
Not the you everyone thinks they know, but the you no one sees.
If your eyes are the windows to your soul,
I'll stare into them until the end of time, until the sky falls , and the mountains crumble.
And hopefully by then, I'll find the REAL you.
