Short story: Bodies

So, here's the short story I promised you guys. It's sort of weird, I know. But I think I kind of like it. Well, here it goes.

Bodies

Eyes express everything, they say. The window to ones soul. Every single emotion, even if it's kept from showing on the rest of the face.

But have you ever looked someone in the eye and seen absolutley nothing? Not a single emotion, even if it should be present? Some people have these blank looks, and that's when you know it's a body with no soul. Nothing but carefully copied words and learnt reactions. Even if it's terribly painful, you know you'l have to cut it of before this body, 'cause that's all it is, makes you as empty as itself.
That's the thing with there bodies, there's a void within them that needs to be filled, and parts of your soul will serve this purpose perfectly. And then you're one of them: A body, nothing but a shell. And your soul, wich was torn into millions of pieces, will fight to survive within that other body.
All because you loved the girl with those empty eyes. Ah, such a cruel twist if life.