Those eyes remind me of my ex-boyfriend's eyes. Beautiful green. If I close mine, I can still picture him looking at me adoringly.

I think green eyes are my favourite, probably because of him. We used to lie in the grass in the sun in the park facing each other for hours, chatting, gazing, smiling, as the rest of the world went on around us.

The green, flecked cornea, round and solid, like circles of moss, pupils piercing black, the white whites sparkling, long, black lashes, flutter fluttering, the creases forming at the corners as he smiled... especially for me.