Glowing Eyes

Her eyes glowed when she looked at me. I was happy to bask in her glow. Each day grew sweeter as she looked at me through bright glowing eyes. Life was good. The world was mine.

Then the glow dimmed. What changed? She didn't say, but as a man suddenly struck blind, I lost my way. No longer would she look at me with eyes that glowed like the milky-way. The fire had burned out. I would never see it again. Then, one day I did. She wasn't looking at me. Her eyes glowed for someone else.

My fire died.