His Eyes
My mother once told me that they eyes are the windows to a person's soul. They can hold no secrets. You can read a person like a book if you just look into his eyes. As I look into his eyes I can see why people would make that comparison. His eyes tell his entire story.
In his eyes I see the man he was and the man he has become. The player's eyes full of lust have been replaced by ones full of love and compassion.
In his eyes I see the pain he has endured over the years. His eyes show the pain of losing his best friend, losing his sister and nearly himself. His eyes don't lie, he has been through hell.
In his eyes I see the love and devotion that one man can have for one woman. Never in a million years could I have thought that I deserved a man who loved me unconditionally.
In his eyes I see a future for us. I want it all, kids, a house, a future. Us, together forever. I kick myself for not seeing it sooner. His eyes never lied, it was mine that tried to hide what I knew I felt inside.