You wonder how her hair must be: her hair will be longer (as you liked them) or shorter (how she wanted to get them), her hair must’ve changed. Hair always does. But her eyes, her eyes will stay the same.
You’d remember how you’d watch her eyes and fall for her everytime. Her eyes used to shine so bright, and you’ve never believed the saying that there is a universe in all of us, but you believed it for her.