Most of the time when I look into his eyes I see a bright blue sky,
That sends me a rainbow, filled with lasting love and emotion
But every once in a while...
They won't look like so bright blue
But instead stormy, and gray
That sends a bolt of frustration, and a shock of great hatred pulsing though me like a raging forest fire...
Which one to believe???
He loves me,
He loves me not...
I guess I'll never know!!!
Stephanie
