The blue eyed man promised me safety, when I thought I needed it most. He was a charming lie. Something I never wanted, but thought I needed. He tried to steal me away from the man I love. An awful trick that he had practice with. The blue eyed man would have made me fall in love with him, but I’ve always preferred brown eyes.I prefer the eyes of the man that loves me, the eyes of the man that makes me smile. The dark brown eyes of the man I love, and want to be with forever.