It blows my mind that after all this time you've spent on earth, nobody bothered to tell you that your eyes aren't fucking brown.
They are copper against honey and sage and when they water they glow. Two perfect orbs the same shade as nature after it rains. You're not as average as you claim to be after all.
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.
