Her eyes whore brown. The hair whore black and her lips whore dark. that was what she saw in the mirror. A shadow. A person that she didn't recognize. The feeling of lost and loneliness surrounded her.
Her heir wasn't hair it was long narrow robs, that was tangled together, with dirt and mud. But you wouldn't see it.
Her eyes was brown. but they didn't look like eyes. They look like black holes that had no ending, no light, and no hope, no feeling and no love. Darkness that you would never get out from. That's what happened to Lucas...
His ligtht hare whore perfect. His blue eyes whore perfect. His body and voice whore perfect. He whore PERFECT. But he wasn't hers. He belongd to another girl, A girl just as perfect as him.
It all started with a look. and a look became a touch. and a touch became a kiss. no one new and no one could know. There for it was in the dark. It was All in the dark.
Buy it couldn't last forever, she knew that. Nothing lasts forever. But she felt save in his arms, though it whore the most dangerous please in the world.
one day it happened... a friend of the perfect girl sew them. That's how it all started.
