The sea, deep and magnificent.
The sky, peaceful and beautiful.
The ribbons in her hair, gleaming in the sunlight, shining as she twirled.
His eyes, all of the above; deep, magnificent, peaceful, beautiful, gleaming, shining as they watched her dance. Those beautiful blue eyes following her every move, they were like a drug, and she was an addict. Addicted to the deep blue of his eyes. Addicted to how peaceful he looked when they were together.
Addicted to the the way his eyes gleamed in the sunlight.
She just couldn't get enough of that shade of blue.
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Not sure about this one, but it'll do since I haven't written in a while.
Quick note to everyone who is reading this (and actually enjoying it): THANK YOU. Thank you for waiting so long, thank you for being supportive, and thank you for just reading in general. I love you. ❤
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Ribbons & sunlight
