David Levesque once said, ~You know you are in love when you see the world in her eyes, and her everywhere in the world.~ For any guy, there's just something about a woman's eyes that draws us in to where we can simply get lost in them as countless stories can most certainly be told of what she has not only seen, but also experienced as well from behind two metaphorical glass windows. In some aspect, it's within a woman's eyes that deeply reflect what is in her heart, which can be difficult at times to see if a guy isn't looking hard enough. However, if he takes the time in doing so he will truly get a better understanding of what she has been through when it comes to being hurt in the past to the point where love is shown from her eyes and reflects into his own.
Let me ask you this question ladies, how bright is the hope of love or true love for that matter that shines in your very own heart? Thinking about it, a woman can start out with a beaming hope in her heart that just shines through from her eyes giving off a seemingly bright glow when it comes to experiencing being in love. Unfortunately, that bright glow in her eyes can grow from gradually dimming to completely dark from suffering times of heartbreak leaving not only the guy with the inability to see her heart, but also the woman as well. It's a sad situation indeed when there isn't any life behind those eyes because the light in her heart has grown dark as if the love she feels from within her heart and soul is about to die out or already has died out.
Oftentimes, when there is an absence of light within a woman's heart there is also a lack of warmth, which leaves her with a cold feeling inside. As a guy, you can sometimes pick up on a certain decrease in temperature as there is coldness in the air when a woman speaks of an unmemorable past relationship. It's the initial lack of sharing/giving of the warmth of affection due in part of a guy or guys in her past that has left her with somewhat of any icy barrier around her heart and when a guy comes along who is genuinely honest reaches out with his own heart he receives a case of frostbite, so to speak. Though it hurts, it doesn't stop him from showing, as well as, sharing the light and warmth from within his own heart that it helps to bring back signs of light and warmth in hers.
Essentially, the light and warmth of hope that is found in love is a feeling so real that every woman should experience it with a guy who gives her the strength to face each day with a new zeal. Yet, there is a part of her that doesn't want to feel something so real that it leaves her scared out of her mind to where she wants to run away, but hopefully doesn't. For the light and warmth shown from a genuinely honest guy gives a woman a chance to set aside her own fears/anger and go with what her instincts within her heart are telling her. I think any woman would agree that when you find someone who is able to bring back something they haven't experienced in quite some time because of heartbreak, and that is a bright, warm smile not only on their face, but also in their heart as well.
Kristen Kappel said, ~Love is when you look into someone's eyes and see everything you need.~ In retrospect, there comes a point where a guy like myself asks if love is reflected in my own eyes for a woman who I genuinely like and my answer is yes, but it's a love of respect and appreciation. I have utmost respect for her as a woman who is absolutely tough when it comes to experiencing past heartbreak and a deep appreciation for her friendship she has been able to share with me. In the end, I say to her that whether you know it or not, you unknowingly bring light, as well as, warmth to not only my world, but also others around you, which is felt from your heart and is seen from in your eyes, which is a song by Peter Gabriel from the movie Say Anything.
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Hey Yoda - sorry I haven't been in lately. I wish I could agree with what you're saying about love here, but it's rather one-dimensional. See, I know that love shines out of my eyes, but it's love for my son, and not for the Godforsaken pig that I was once chained to. Nor any other man. Maybe not ever again. Because you can only be hurt so much before that part of you dies. And I'm not sure it will ever regenerate itself in my heart. Sorry. Hope things work out for you, dear.
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