I think that you're afraid to look into your own eyes. You're scared because you've started to notice the wrinkle in them, rather than the crinkle when you smile large enough. You're nervous because you think everyone can tell the wrinkles are there as well. But give me the benefit of the doubt: they can't. All they see are the beautiful eyelashes you have, when you flutter them and ask for something, if it's in their power it will be done. All they see are the hues in the identical orbs, a sea of greens and blues, or the picture of melted chocolate. You are so beautiful to everyone else. Literally everyone can see it but you.. open your eyes, darling. Take the mirror in your hands and really look into it for once. I promise that loving yourself will be the wildest journey you'll ever embark upon, but so very worth it. I promise.