Doubt.

[nebenwirkung(Guest)]

You...

keep checking your eyes in the bathroom mirror since he's told you they were gorgeous.
   However, you can't find what he sees in them. There is nothing.

That naive voice, your fantasy running wild or whatever you wanna call it, keeps sending you dreams and daydreams and butterflies.
It drives you mad, cause you've seen hope die too many times to trust that voice - and still you can't help it.

Something is going terribly wrong here...

You will never get to something serious.
You know perfectly well that you can never be pretty or intelligent or funny or nice enough.
                                                                                                                                   Ever.

[silent_water]

He tells you, that your eyes are gorgeous...
that he sees so much behind them...
more than you see...you see nothing!
But why?
The point is...you didn`t open your eyes yet...
you can`t see how beautiful you are...
how pretty...how loveable...
so just open your eyes, look into the light and try to see it!