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she has blue eyes…
with specks of hazel swimming around in little clusters. i’ve never really noticed before because we’ve always been so absurdly close to each other. so close that air wouldn’t be able to squeeze in between us. but as each day passes, we allow ourselves to breathe a little more. i’d start to realize that her eyes weren’t merely overcast blue moons, out of focus from the san francisco fog, but on clear sunny days they are a beauty all to themselves. she has blue eyes…
