The Eyes, A window to your heart

“If you gaze Long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you”

There’s something about staring at yourself for a Long time.

You begin to notice things

You notice your eyes and how clear and steady they are

How they stare deep and true

How though blurry are piercing and fierce

How despite all your fears are honest

You notice your lips

They don’t naturally curl up into a smile

You make them curl up

Or down

You notice your nose

The tiny air holes

You notice each and every pimple

You Look, you see and you accept

You acknowledge who you are and what you look like

You recognize and familiarize

You Love

There’s something about staring for Long.