I'm always been told my eyes are "far away", "mysterious" or "deep in thought." They are, but not in the way I want anyone to know. I'd rather they just keep thinking I'm mysterious.
Thankfully (and I never thought I'd be happy about this), I now have photophobia, so I have a doctor's note telling me to wear polarized sunglasses inside as well as outside. It not only protects me from light, it protects me from people. It's not much, but it's a little layer of defense, and I'll take whatever I can get.
It hurts sometimes, because I occasionally want to let someone in. I want them to see me, but it's too physically bright for me to take my glasses off for more than a minute or two. So all I can do is give them a minute or two and then put my glasses back on, like some f******g vampire fleeing the sunlight. Because I wasn't enough of a monster already.
As for seeing others, I'm definitely obsessed with eyes. I was at a workshop photo shoot last week, and I asked the model to hold still so that I could get a good shot of her face, and particularly her gorgeous eyes. She gave me a hard time for it, saying "who wants to look at my face?" I should probably note that she has been in Playboy and was completely naked at the time that she said it. I took my shot anyway, and it was my favourite shot of the night, without question.
Her eyes are brown, by the way, and I still can't look at the photo without becoming simultaneously elated and depressed.
A friend of mine laughed at me over my eye obsession. We were out for lunch one day, and there was this cute waitress serving us. My friend knew I was hooked when, five minutes after we left, I couldn't tell you how big the waitress' boobs were, but a week later, I could still remembered that she had these lovely brown eyes. I tried my luck with her, but didn't get anywhere - no surprise.
"No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man,
To be the sad man,
Behind blue eyes..."