Her eyes, they're, empty.
She walked with the fate of the universe in the palm of her hands, and made it look like a pair of broken wings.
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"Let me teach you how to feel. How to feel happy, how to cry, how to get angry."
"How to... love."
An...
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"You know I think I might be," he chuckled, putting on the goggles. He cut the onions, looking towards me, waiting for my eyes to start tearing up. "It burns but- wait are you crying underneath those goggles?" I squinted, tiptoeing to get a closer look, not realising how close I was getting. His index finger pushed me back away, but I had already seen his tears.
"I'VE GOT SENSITIVE EYES." He defended himself, lifting the goggles to wipe his eyes. "NO-" I tried to stop him but he had already started to rub his eyes. "OUCH OUCH WHAT DID I DO?" He groaned in pain. "You rubbed your eyes with the same hands you touched the onion with. Your iQ is on the fucking floor." I shook my head, smiling.
"HEY I JUST- never mind." I got excited about the smile that had just taken over my face, but I realised he wouldn't have seen it since his eyes were sort of burning. "Go wash your face idiot," I pushed him in the direction of the sink. He bent down his head accidentally smacking it on the tap.
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I released a laugh, stepping towards him, attempting to help him. He put his head up, eyes still red and shut tight,
"DID YOU JUST LAUGH?" He screamed, jumping in joy. I facepalmed, grabbing the back of his neck to push him down to the sink, opening the tap and washing his eyes myself. I threw him a towel, he seemed to rush to wipe his eyes as he opened them again before running towards me.
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