As she caresses' my cheek, the warmth of her hand seeps into my skin. I slowly lift my eyes up to hers, and what I see in them is much more than brown with gold flecks. I see love. I see countless memories with her. All the laughs and jokes I share with her every day. All the beautiful paradises that wouldn't be the same without her. In her eyes I hear the songs she has written for me, and the sound of her breathing against my neck as we watch stars together, falling asleep in each others arms. I feel the soft strokes of her hand in my hair. I hear the murmur of her voice, telling me to wake up in the morning. When I look into her eyes I see the love she has for me. And the best part, is that she can see it in mine.
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When I look into her eyes...
RomanceThis is just a short story about two people who fall in love and all the emotions the one of the girls feels when she looks into her girlfriends eyes. And the way she knows that she feels those emotions too when she looks into her eyes.
