I stared into his eyes for hours. I would imagine them Changing from the dreary gray they were, into the deep green that were her eyes. He stared and questioned me, “Why is it that you stare into my eyes the way you do?”
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I stared into his eyes for hours. I would imagine them Changing from the dreary gray they were, into the deep green that were her eyes. He stared and questioned me, “Why is it that you stare into my eyes the way you do?”