Dead Eyes in a Live Face, Ours or Theirs?

From a very good and close friend who has spent her share of time in Afghanistan and Iraq:

Was it their eyes looking at you?  Or sometimes I think it was/is my eyes looking at them.

I don't know my friend, I don't know. But I do know we share this suffering and that our friendship will never end. I will always take comfort in that, even if I don't tell you often enough.