Green was my favorite color when I was little. I liked to rebel against the set "girly girl pink" stereotype, and chose green instead. I had no idea how much that color would destroy me eventually.
The first thing I noticed was your eyes. I wish I could have seen their true intent. They looked so caring, so soft..... They looked like they could be home.
They were accompanied by sweet phrases and those one-of-a-kind laughs. God, I'm never gonna forget those laughs. They pierced the deepest parts of me in the most wonderful way, and made me vulnerable. I thought it might have been okay to be vulnerable with you, though.
No matter what, I couldn't take my eyes off of yours, no matter what we were doing. I wanted to badly to keep mine open, just so I wouldn't miss a moment of yours. I loved to get lost in them.... Especially when you would tell me you loved me.
The only time I enjoyed not looking at them was when you would press your lips to mine. In those moments, I didn't need to see. I never wanted to see again if it meant I could savor that feeling forever.
But those eyes that felt like home changed into a desolate field. One I was left alone in. I didn't know what to do.
Eventually you came back, but you didn't feel the same. I was still lost, but you didn't want to show the way anymore.
Eventually, I found my way without you. I left those vast eyes, I'd thought. Finally, I was able to walk again without needing to depend on you to guide me. I felt free, after so long.
But then you came to me again, suddenly wanting to show the way through the maze I'd finally escaped. You yanked me quick and hard, back into your labyrinth, with sharply sweet words and those lips.... Those fucking lips.....
But of course, you got bored. Quicker, this time. You threw me aside in your maze and quickly left to go find some other poor victim to lure into your trap like you'd done so to me.
I was alone.
I had to trek once more to leave your eyes. You'd put much more into them since I'd last escaped, which only made it harder.
I eventually got rid of you for good. Finally, I was allowed to rest..... And you left me alone. No longer trying to guide me.
Sometimes, though, when others tell me they love me, I'm reminded of you. I'm afraid that I'm still so far lost in your deep green eyes. I'm afraid that I'll end up never escaping them.
What I'm most afraid of, though, is that I'll never be allowed to get lost in anyone else's.