Heartbreak is truly a fascination.
The heart can easily snap like thin, delicate wires.
I cuddled my knees in my giant pool of tears.
My mind spiraling into a craze.
I never knew evil demons existed in this world.
Nor how insensitive they could actually be, it's frightening to think of.
The idea of satanic spirits contorting your heart into a symbolic meaning of the underworld is shivering in many ways.
Now that I think about it, do angels ever exist?
I caught a glimpse of blue eyes, as bright as a frosty blizzard,
The figure approached me ever so subtly before he came to a halt.
Realizing that it was Brody, my eyes were entranced by his godly figure.
"Felix, right? Hey, don't cry! Come here"
I gasped as he took me into his embrace.
The tingly sense of his warmth and the broadness of his shoulders made me feel at home.
How could my heart feel so tingly and electrifying.
How could it dance gracefully amongst the lush lilac fields but balance amongst the edges of a steep cliff, one misstep and a deadly, inevitable fate is sealed.
"Don't worry, whatever you're going through, it'll get better. It always does, just follow the yellow brick road."
I broke apart from the hug and looked up at his warm smile, my gaze stuck on his mildly happy face and studied it.
I gasped as he hugged me again.
Maybe...just maybe, Angels do exist after all.
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Written in the stars (bxb)
Cerita PendekFelix Anderson's heart is captured in a tight cage of distress, torment and anguish. His mind flooded with memories of the godly Brody Winters. Yet this oh so god of the clouds above doesn't know he exists. Is his infatuation unrealistic or will...
