eloquent.

What do you cherish most about yourself? I whispered, "My eyes." "Eyes? Why eyes?" they asked. "Because through my eyes, I caught the first glimmer of him. His smile, his hair, the dimple that waltzes when he laughs, and those eyes... my eyes paint his essence onto the canvas of my soul. And indeed, there existed that serendipitous moment when our gazes intertwined. So why shouldn't I adore my eyes?" I asked.