I don’t remember when I fell in love with you, but one day, I began to notice you. I saw how you seemed to have the ocean trapped in your eyes with every shade of blue imaginable. I noticed how you fixed your hair when you got nervous and shoved your hands into your sweatshirt pockets. I noticed the little smile that would appear on your face as you looked away when you heard something funny. I don’t know why I didn’t see it before, but now that’s all I see… you.
Your eyes reminded me of the endless ocean. Overwhelming, deep, and swimming with life. They became my favorite color and I would gladly paint every single wall in my house to match them. So vast and yet so happily open. Even though you were unbearably nice, I still stayed with you and let myself plunge into the rich, glassy waters in those eyes. Your soul is the riptide. I was pulled under. I could not breathe. I drowned.