Your Eyes Were My Favorite Color

Your Blue Eyes

I studied your eyes so much, from every angle:
straight across from you at the dinner table,
looking up at you after we kissed,
taking in your side profile as we shared a bed.
Because your eyes said everything, even when you didn't verbalize it.
I've tried to find your eyes in everyone, everywhere I go.
But I know yours too well to ever think anyone's could be the same.
My world is so silent without you.