He had beautiful brown eyes that I couldn't get out of my mind.
It was like a song that u couldn't get out your head, and you keep singing and singing and singing.
His voice was deep and comforting it was I don't know beautiful in its own way.
But his word stung deep, he hopes he sees me around? But I don't know him, I've never seen him in my life, New Yorks a big city, I possibly would never see those beautiful brown eyes again.
My stop was coming up I was so deep in daydreaming about this mystery guy that I almost missed my stop. I got off the train and walked home
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YOU ARE READING
Two Sides Of Every Story
Teen FictionShe's 16 He's 21 There from 2 different hoods that would Never mix Will they're love and bind stay Strong?..... Or will it crumble when she learns he's affiliated with her familys gang rivals.
