His eyes were blue, the hue of the most magical things in life. The sea, the sky and all my reasons why.

I saw a picture of us today. I got lost in those blue eyes of his all over again. 

I remembered how I told him how beautiful his eyes were and how they matched the color of his shirt. He just smiled as if he already knew. As if he already knew how badly I had fallen for him. As if he already knew how badly he was going to hurt me when he left.

However, it didn’t matter. In that moment, the only thing that mattered was him and his beautiful blue eyes.