A/N: Lowercase intended for poems! Also, just posting a couple chapters to get started..
WARNINGS: None. :)
piercing blue eyes.
that was always the first thing i noticed.
no matter where he was looking;
whether it be at my earthly brown eyes,
or the front board at school.
they were the prettiest color.
somehow though they only looked their brightest looking at me.
i didn't get it;
but i didn't have to.
what matters is nothing.
this is just a stupid paragraph about his eyes.
i could go on forever about his eyes;
but i always turn everything back to me.
and what i hate about myself.
i think phil lester is greatly under-appreciated.
he's seriously the sweetest thing.
but he'll never know i think that.
and i'm completely okay with it.
as long as i can still see him;
and his icy blue eyes.
~D
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FanfictionDan and Phil both know one another from school but they've never really spoken. Not a very great story.. I'm just trying to start somewhere. ------------------- Not a very good title because I am just super bad at titling stuff and it probably won't...
