These Eyes

The salty water holds its place behind red eyes. Glazed over eyes. Empty eyes. These eyes, once so full of bright blue life, of love, now stare unbreakingly at nothing in particular. Signals rush through nerves at unimaginable speeds directing the eyes to move, to blink, to sleep. But the heart has lost all control. There are no emotions behind these eyes. No brightness and excitement. No hope and longing. No happiness. Not even sadness. There is no meaning anymore. Why take in the sights of this world if none of them is you? Without you there is no beauty that could possibly dazzle these eyes again.