So white, like porcelain and naturally shines so bright, heaps of clouds gathers around.
So blue, like water in water parks when you pee on it.
Sometimes grey that somehow brings me rain...from my eyes.
And then becomes black, pitch black, I can not even dare to touch nor reach.
So Distant.
However, there are still dots of stars despite of the darkness which makes me believe and hope still.
And I am not talking about the actual skies.
I am talking about HIM.
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I love Sky (On Hold)
Teen FictionA mentally-depressed and naive, sixteen year old, Katherine Clayton, falls in love with her new next-door neighbor, Damien Sky. There are a few things about this Damien Sky; he's the boy at the back of the room, earphones on, not-giving-a-damn, and...
