I am living with this pareidolia that tricks my Eyes from seeing you onto the things that were lifeless
I can still see your face smudging from the pillow that you bought on our first night together
I can still recall your brown eyes melting my vulnerabilities
Your Eyes that once told me that I deserve to be loved as well and I am yours for eternity
I can also remember you standing from our doorstep calling my name just to say "goodnight"
Even...