with none but a few
and there are three reasons, I’ll say,
why I hide my eyes away.
1. Fear of being looked at for too long. I place my hair in certain ways to hide the flaws on my face, but I can’t keep my eyes from scrolling through my features like a newsfeed.
2. Fear of falling in love with your eyes. You thought this was a simple conversation. I trust too easy and forgive so hard that when I simply look into someone’s eyes, I believe I love them.
3. Fear you will break the path of light that shines secretly within me. I have looked at people’s eyes and shown them the galaxies that lie within my pupils. Some have called them cheap fairy lights, perishable items. What do they know?
If you get to know real person you see in my eyes, the person who thinks karma has a gender, mythical or not, you may see a glimpse of how brightly I shine when I love myself. If I let you see me, a simple word may destroy those galaxies, and I may never journey back through the space between the stars—but it’s a risk worth taking.
Elizabeth Thompson is a writer from England.