A sight without a sight

There's still something in those eyes, even when they're closed.

I wake up to a shade of a laugh and the sound of it makes me want to go back to sleep, but by your side.

Is not that I just realized about that magical quality of your eyes and that thing they do when they do it, is just that I missed it for so long... It killed me a little

There's still something in those eyes, even when I'm gone.