so many are dying to have their eyes read.

a girl I am extremely close to spoke so many words to me through her eyes a couple of weeks ago. She doesn't even know I took into account how her eyes spoke, and I doubt she realises how much she said through one look. Even today that look brings me to tears.

We speak through our eyes... and we rarely take those glances, those looks, those WINDOWS INTO SOULS (yes a bit cliche) into consideration.

I long to speak stories through my eyes.... and speak more with my eyes, with my heart with my actions than with my words.

that is all for today!

bye bye