Those eyes

Still in the shower, I think about his eyes. They are a weird blue-green colour but it's not even the eye colour that I think about. I think about the mysteriousness behind them and the broken soul that sits beneath them.

They was he looks at me sometimes feels so creepy but so real. It's like his pupils have a mind of its own.

I suddenly realise how creepy that sounds so I wash myself and go to my bedroom.