Once you said my eyes were a reflection of my soul
That I must have the most gorgeous soul ever created
It was filled with love, peace, happiness and a unshakable wonder
All that is now gone, taken away in a single moment of loss
Does that mean that now my eyes are hideous?
If you looked into them once more would they hold the same thrall?
Or would you feel sickened by what you now see in them?
Would they cause you to remember what you had once seen?
Could you see glimpses of my past self in them?
Is it possible you would plead for the beauty back?
Its not something I can do for it was never really my soul you saw
That soul was ours combined, your purifying mine
I've tried so many times to recreate my perfect soul
Every time I've failed, causing my soul to become more disgusting
I beg to you restore my soul to its former glory
Not for me but so you can once more see all that you loved
