Hello. I'm lost.
Lost in your eyes, that is.
Those eyes that match the hue of your dark coffee all too well.
Those eyes that bore into me, press dents into my skin.
Dents - in my skin.
Your eyes make those.
Don't believe me?
Find a mirror.
Better yet, just stare at your reflection in the dark syrupy coffee cup.
Before you realize it, the coffee will dent.
Not only the liquid, but also your reflection and -
I dare you,
Look into a mirror and your own face
Because of your eyes.
Your own eyes.