As I look at you, I realise that you are talking. You are always challenging me with your thoughts and opinions, stretching my brain to think outside the box.
But today I am not listening to your words, no, today I am looking deep into your eyes. They are sad, cold, blue-grey. Something is not right. You may tell me, you may not…but I know.
I have seen those eyes change. They glow bright blue when you are excited, when your life makes sense. I have looked many times into those brilliant blue eyes and felt completely safe.
But today your eyes are deceiving you. Your voice sounds up-beat and willing, but those blue-grey orbs are telling a different story.
I want, I WISH, that I was the one that could help make them change for good, but alas I do not think I am the one, not now.
You cough, I look, you have stopped talking, I hadn’t noticed, you are now looking at me. I smile, you smile back and you know what? Those blue-grey eyes change, they brighten! That fantastic blue returns to them, they almost glint!
My smile grows and this time it is my eyes that deceive me; they are vibrant and dancing with hope, I can feel it.
You take my hand, we both stand. You gently kiss me. Our eyes meet, locked.
I now know that I can, that I DO, help you change.
