She doesn't see, but when she's not there the sparkle leaves his eyes. When she's not around his happiness disappears, along with his personality. I can never be certain, but I am sure his world becomes grey, the music becomes mere noise, the spices taste like water, the velvet turn to dust. The aromas disappear and everything in his world becomes even duller that reality really is.He can no longer smile and his face can only be expressionless, or sad, or annoyed or bored.
But when her name is mentioned, for an instant, the spark jumps back in his eyes. A smile will dance for a moment on his lips, and, I am convinced, for the split second that holds those two syllables, his world is not only taken out of darkness, but plunged into heavenly light.
For when she is around,his eyes shine brighter than the sun. He can't help but smile, and his personality becomes one of pure happiness. His world is painted in the most vibrant, vivid,exotic colours in existence. Even his water tastes like the sweetest wine and the buzz of the background a beautiful opera. Everything in his world is new and fresh and life is rebaptised into heavenly light.
But she doesn't know, for she can never see him when she's not around.