I’ve always wanted her to love me; I hope she does. But those eyes…I can always tell what she’s really saying by looking in her eyes. They tell the real story, the one that she would never tell me with her lips. They tell the truth.

They day we met (it was Tuesday) they told me I wasn’t quite good enough. Her lips said “hello”. They always lie.

Her eyes were brown then, but they still shot daggers. Now they’re red and they kill me every day.

I could never tell her about her eyes though. She’d never admit what she’s really thinking anyways. She always lies.

“I love you”

I wish she did, I’d even kill for it. But that wouldn’t change anything. She would just want more. Those eyes always ask for more.

No one else can see into her eyes. They all think she loves me. The all believe her lips and the rest of her body. They can’t see into her eyes. They really think she loves me. I’ve only ever told Henry about her eyes, but he’s too easily fooled. He said she loves me. I’m the only one who can see it, I’m the only one who knows.

She’s fooled me before though. One day she bought some real dark glasses so I couldn’t see her eyes. That day I was sure she loved me. But she never did. The moment she took them off I knew. I remembered. She won’t fool me again though; I’m wise to her. She could have those eyes transplanted and I’d still know she doesn’t love me; she’s lied too many times.

I don’t even hope for it anymore. But I wish I still could. Hope always kept me together. I think hope was better than love. I didn’t have to hope for hope, it was always just there. Until now. The more I hoped the more I loved her. I loved her so much. I think I still do. I gave her all my heart and got nothing in return. All I got were hollow smiles and false “hellos”.

Sure, she whispered “I love you” but her eyes screamed “I hate you”. 

She was always there, but her eyes said she didn’t want to be.

I held her, but her eyes pushed me away.

She played the part, but her eyes…they told me the truth. It was all just a game.

I hate it when she lies.

“I love you too”