Look Into the Eyes

 If you want to know someone's thoughts, listen to their words. I see you're back. Might I indulge you in some appetizers? Perhaps some truffle fries? No? Perfect. But what really is the value of knowing their thoughts? Is it to get closer to them, to understand them better? To unravel them? Or is it to determine whether they reach the calibre of your person? I want to unravel you. Yes, you.

Open your eyes dammit! Little soul, how can you fight when you're drowning in the darkness? When your words are stuck in your throat, cannot escape? You cannot see, even when you move, you stumble and fall. Little Soul can you hear me? Move closer so I can feel your presence. You have a penchant for avoiding the truth and you know it. How can you get closer, yet my words seem to be flying above the head? Stop it! Do not insult me with your baseless conjecture.

There is a murder of crows at my window. Each holding a blue rose. They are aware that this place is abuzz with a most sordid tale. Let me enlighten you about the blue rose. Yes, you are right Little Soul, it does not exist in nature. Not naturally. This particular flower, signifies Mystery. And of course attaining the impossible. It can only be created artificially. The Mystery is the one I am revealing now. Quick, pick one of them. Preserve it. Keep it as a token, to remember when this Mystery was unravelled before you.

Many are called but few are chosen. Do not worry, you were chosen long ago. Tell them to move away. I have enough noise from this nightingale over here. Look at them go, flying, free, as they drop their flowers on my lawn. They have understood the secret. But you haven't cracked it yet. If you are to understand my words or better yet my thoughts, start with my eyes.

Look into my eyes Little Soul. You have always told me that you drown in my eyes. Steady. Look. Don't stare. Most times I feel like no one can relate, but it's because they haven't looked into my eyes. In my eyes, all the secrets lie. In my eyes all the thoughts swirl. Swirl in a never ending cycle. In my eyes lies my hopes and dreams. And all the things I forgot to love. Here is where it all begins and ends. And the eyes are the windows to the Soul. So how can they see you, if they don't look into the eyes? I see the realisation dawn on you. There. Yes. Now you see it. Take a screenshot and hold it dear to you little soul. It only happens once. 

Heaven help us all. You have tried to understand how they think but have failed. You have thought that you were the problem but that's untrue. You have only been doing it wrong. Look into their eyes Little Soul. It is there that the lie is held, with bated breath, Waiting for a realisation that never comes.  And once that passes, the mouth speaks with ease. 

Absolutely! Never again shall I hear your bickerings on that subject. If you ever find fault in their eyes, run! Run for the life of you, Run! If their eyes hesitate to show you the least bit of truth, probe into them. They might think you a weirdo, but aren't one already 😂?

As will always be a pleasure,

Asari Sango