ana

you:hello, whats wrong? ana:ah, no its stupid you you wouldnt really- you:no, its okay you can tell me. ana:its just that blue eyed people get all the compliments but my eyes are brown and i dont get an- you:youre eyes are like dirt ana:dirt? you:hold on, i mean that as a compliment, cause dirts the sorce of food and life on eyery single continent, they sparkle like topas, the stars could never parallel, they look so sweet like coffee filled with caremel ana:thats pretty sweet you:and like the autumn leaves, that fall from all the trees, the colors in your eyes arent as loved as they ought to be, the warmth inside of them matches the heart inside of me, its like its meant to be ana:wow you:see?