it was cloudy and mildly cold
the sun did not shine
i walked along the cracked sidewalk and followed the trail of dying daisies home
you made an appearance as I approach the corner of an abandoned building
i stopped and looked at you curiously
something about you just stood out to me, like an art piece
you were laying against the dusty brick building
a black shirt, tight ripped jeans, and dirty converse
a cigarette placed between your pink lips
exhale, inhale
smoke twirled amongst your face, blurring out your delicate features
you watched me carefully as i met your blue eyes
sharp jawline clenching time to time
you are beautiful; dark hairs falling into your face, blue eyes matching the clear ocean, lashes long and full
you just stood their with your back leaning against the building; toxin falling from your lips
i looked down from shame of looking at you
i looked up again and it's like you disappeared out of thin air
gone
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This was inspired by intvrstellar
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Short Storybad boy a cigarette always placed between your pink lips your dark hair layered in front of your scintillating blue eyes a frown always plastered, to as if it was drawn with permanent marker vodka buried in your trunk dark clothing matching your...
