Dear Future Girlfriend,

If I could put a warning label before anyone get's too consumed in him: 

I would

Take it as a blessing 

So when you get too far enveloped in brown eyes

You'll find blood shed and tears 

There's reasons why people deserve to know the kind of person he is

It's the topic of my essay:

Disguises 

The most profound is his

Nothing beautiful lingers behind the eyes of an abuser 

If not heeded 

Just know

If not in a day

A week 

A month 

A year 

It'll manifest in the worst of ways 

Of course, 

No one can hide their true self for that long.