My eyes are my own mood ring when I'm happy there a bright sparkly blue and when I'm broken like an abused horse there a light grey. I've happened to notice that whenever I speak to him there always a light sparky blue that I love o so much
all the other quotes I see are roses and love but this shit is real. Real life isn't rainbow's and happy sayings, prince or princess. Sometimes it's as simple as a stolen glance and eyes that linger just a little too long.