His Brown Eyes
We first met on a chilly fall day
The leaves were changed
And the wind was whistling
His brown eyes met my blue
And I believed in love at first sight
The sparks between us
Were like the Fourth of July
He loved me and I loved him
Every song on the radio was for us
Our love grew and grew and grew
Until one day it stopped
His brown eyes stopped looking at me with love
He barely looked at me anymore
He only looked when he yelled
He yelled and was cruel
He wasn’t the same
But our love was
The songs on the radio stopped being about us
I stopped going out with my friends
And I started using makeup on my skin
To cover his marks of black and blue
Through all I stayed with my brown eyed lover
Even though the brown met my sad blue
I stayed because, “I love you.”