"Roses smell better than Cigarettes"
I used to hate the rain , its cold , the pounding sound on the roofs , the dark sky with mysterious grey clounds and unpredictable cold breeze I used to hate them all . I hated how the streetlights appeared misty and foggy , road sides filled with puddles but now, running through the rain, holding her hands , laughing almost feels like as if, I don't hate it anymore.Those long sleeved hoodie that once detached me from others , hiding the scars ,now feels warm in the rain.I don't wear them often now because they are fading.
Blue eyes are nice , the color of a clear blue sky , resembling the sapphires the gemstone symbolising truth and faithfullness . Yes they are good but those october eyes of her reminds me of the sunset where the brown eyes meets the ocean , they are calm and soothing. Olive green pants and cinnamon colored top never suited me but it looks stunning on her.
And he is not that far behind . His frial body is slightly shivering in the cold. But those green eyes are shimmering with a soft smile on his face maybe because of the profound freedom of his.
Leaving the past was tough and the journey for the three of us was not easy , we don't know what the future holds for us but one thing is for sure these hands soft like petals not hard with callouses , they holds me tight making sure I would not fall. I want them hold me like this , and I want them to feel the warmth of friendship and care.
I wish this moment would last forever. I wish you would stay by my side until you want to leave . Till you are bored.....
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Triad Of Shadows
Mystery / Thriller"Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together" -Marlyn Monroe Running away from her past carrying a huge secret that's engulfing her inside out Jude comes across two people would they be able to help her or does it takes anot...
