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Your eyes. Always your eyes.
In front of me, looking into mine.
Away from me, in my mind's eye.
The blue depths of your eyes haunt me in my sleep, and during my waking hours.
How can I put my pain behind me if I still see your eyes?
How can I put the hurtful words you said to the side if I can still see your eyes in my dreams?
How can I begin to live again, if the ghost of our love still burns in me?