Fictional Love

They say the eyes

Are the windows to the soul

Stained glass

Of brown and green and blue

I look into her eyes

The eyes that match the color

My face is a mix of my parents'

I have my dad's eyes

And hair

I have my moms features

And skin tone

But it all pulled together

To make my face

My face with brown hair and eyes

Pink lips

My hair is brown

It doesn't have highlights

Or a red tint

It doesn't shine

In the sun

It's just brown

It's not long

Or layered

There's no light brown

Hidden in the dark brown