Angel Eyes

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Well wow Avan has a huge impact on my life , what should i say he is the closest to me , he is an amazing souled boy who i've  knew on a summer night at 3am . I can easily remember every detail of every conversation we had , even silly ones.. I just always feel that there is a strong connection between us ,we understand each other ,we can just confess our weird beliefs without being scared of getting judged , we are so much alike it creeps us sometimes , i never show that he means the world to me because i always have in mind that we can never be something more than two strangers behind the computer screen and i started to feel like we wouldn't work out because our souls couldn't live without the sadness that became a part of us for so long ..

Avan is honestly the ideal type of a guy , his words were so deep and hypnotic. He was intelligent , wise , kind  and very mature for a 17 years old teenager . He is made of stars  . He has a figure of a sad romantic poem , with his eyes . Gosh those eyes , his eyes were angelic blue .Not like the sky blue which would let the sun rise in it, and let it satter its light . Not like the sea which would reflect the moonlight, and shine like a diamond . But they were liked ice transparent . And if you focus u could see that the ice was like frozen tears. His heartaches , sadness , loneliness , dreams everything is trapped in those eyes . And they looked so cold, like his stare could freeze the whole world in a moment. all my life  i have sworn there was a universe trapped behind his pupils. i wonder how many stars his eyes held..
Every part of him is a masterpiece even those veiny pale soft hands . My sister once told me that boys with pretty hands are cold hearted . I agree I've always thought that Avan was living in his own world, away from all of this society , avoiding all of these problems. He didn't care about anything around him or at least thats what he wanted to show.. Avan has thats side of him i'm not exactly sure if i'm able to call him heartless.. or indifferent maybe. Because simply he belongs to darkness , he would always call himself asshole and i've always denied thats ; he never seem like one to me. It's just he is so hurt , trapped between deciding wanting to be saved or to be left alone , between wanting to feel better or letting go , between moving on or waiting . i'd say he is disturbed , he always complained about being lost , not finding his self exactly . I've always suggested creating one.. 

But he was very special , he was artistic with an amazing taste of music . He is one of his kind with an awesome sense of humor , he is full of rage.



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