Oh old eyes. You have witnessed a lot of pains, and you’ve always been awakened by some ground-shaking reality. Whatever past there must have been, it never seem to become past, because the stream of yesterday is merely streaming with the now and today. Those eyes that wanted to explain, but were never quite sure of what they’ve seen. Those eyes that showed hurt and confusing gaze, were always in search of a more hopeful tomorrow.
But then you smiled like there were no more hurt. You smiled like the past has only been there once. And with that smile, your beauty cannot help but be radiant and ageless.