My father once told me..
"Love, my daughter, is something we can't see nor hear and touch, but we feel it, once you find it, it can never be replaced"
But he's drifting apart... what can I help?
He's dying inside, how can I stop him?
I held my hand out to him, but he gave me the only eyes I never dared to look at.
Such cold, mismatched eyes, gave me a menacing gaze, stopping me in my actions and stood there, but deep down inside I see him, smiling at me with such love.
But this obstacle is keeping me away from him.
What can I do?
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Behind Those Heterochromatic Eyes
FanfictionBehind those discolored eyes is a man alone in the darkness with no light to guide his way. Pure innocence and love, but a loss of hope and sadness conquered itself, revealing a cold and lone man. If you were given a rare chance of helping him. Woul...
