Do you ever notice how I love looking into your eyes? How bright your hazel-coloured eyes can become under the sunlight? Or even how it perks up when something pleasantly surprisingly happens? I love looking into your eyes because every reaction, every movement by your pupils tells a story. It tells a lot about you that you refused to reveal. And that the colour of your eyes are actually my name. Maybe that's why we are so fated? Well, who knows.

I get incredibly mesmerized when I stare into them. Especially when we are happy together, not quarreling. Sometimes, you don't convey your feelings through words. But through your eyes. They make me melt, glad, emotional, every single happy feeling in the whole dictionary. I could actually feel the love you're portraying just by staring into your eyes. It's that strong. I could see your eyes relaxing, your walls going down, heart opened wide, at that very moment, you're vulnerable. You let me into your heart, into your arms.

That's why I love you so much. Ya, I know sometimes I can be demanding. Wanting to have hugs and kisses, being dote and all, wanting to hear the three words. But to be honest, every single time we have an alone moment, and you manage to give me those eyes, all of those things doesn't matter anymore. Because I know I don't need physical touch, or words of affirmation to know that you truly love me. At that point of time, we are stripped down to nothing, only our feelings, our emotions are passing through our body. Reason being why I get so shy, emotional, happy whenever that happens.

Because at that moment, I swear I know we were meant to be.