|Universe told in stories...|
It seems to me eyes are like mirrors sometimes. Reflections of our soul. Reminders of our past.No matter the time and no matter how hard are we trying to slip away from the elusive shadow in front of us, it keeps pace with us. Who is this person in front of me? Is it us? Is it me? Who am I anyway? Who I ever was and mainly who I ever will be? No answers, just questions. It's much easier to keep looking against the mirror. Into those two eyes. Into nothing and yet... into everything.