His smile. A hushed whisper on a stormy night. A gently hand on your shoulder when the world turns its back. The sparkle in a diamond that catches the eyes of every passerby. Nothing quiet like it, not high nor low, not far nor wide, will ever compare to its beauty. "Keep your eyes open, and your hair tucked" his hushed tone echoes daily. No one ever knows the mystery behind his eyes, only that his unnecessary concern is without fault.
"Trust me." Nothing in this world could make her not put her unwavering faith in this man. Nothing. "Don't leave.." He repeats in a whisper in her ear, thick fingers placing fine golden hairs over her shoulder, followed by his own promise, "I'll stay.." .. Words to be drawn out until empty and meaningless, rattling like an old can tossed in the trash. The last words left behind, to be replayed over and over while hopeless eyes cast desperate glaces through the window, towards the vacant yard. "I'll stay..".. Words that no longer hold any value. " I'll stay.." The words that riddle a girl to madness. Silent screams in the night, unheard sobs in the morning, tears that never leave crystal blue eyes. Her Cry's will never be heard. Left behind with only a pillow to hear her incoherent mumbling, with only the hope of a years old "I'll stay.." To keep her eyes open and her hair tucked. Given much longer and she'll close her eyes, much to her relief, for a rest is much needed. She would lay to rest forever if she could.
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Baby Blue
Fanfictionhere is where you'll find a collection of short stories inspired by my favourite rock n roll couple, Pamela Ann Miller (Des Barres) and Keith John Moon.
