He knew me somehow and I too, we looked at each others eyes for a second and we both experienced each others pain that sorrows our heart fully. Everyday we both feel weird but warm,his eyes have a stain on me and mine to him . His eye are dark brown,bold,like dark chocolate.i was wondering how would he described mine dull? Boring? Or beautiful like a diamond? Maybe. But what I feel is the sorrow that we both are experiencing,it’s difficult and black. Yet we comfort each other by silence and not talking to each other.he know that what can I be feeling and I know as well,sometimes I want to confront him and tell him that he can’t be sad because he is toooo relatable but I can’t and I won’t.every time when our eyes meet we feel something beautiful but painful. Our eyes express our pain and thought that many may not understand but we both do,we know too well…..