They were made for you, and only you. They are what I have seen of you. Though you may not accept it, though you may be abrasive than embracive, know you will always be this way to me. Somewhere in the back of my mind. They are not the colors behind your eyes. They are not the form in any mirror or reflection. You'll always be this to me. How could I resist showing them who you are? You won't ever see it and I honor your choice.