To my universe
They say the eyes connect the most to the soul. I believe that. I believe that your eyes were made for mine. I also believe I'm exaggerating. Your eyes shine in the light and even more in the dark. They are crystal and clear but they are also murky and dark. I wish I could know what you mean when you look at me. If the way you look at me means something. If your eyes shine only in my presence. Your eyes are the only two stars I could look at all day, but sadly I avoid them at all costs or else I could burn.
From the girl who sees stars in your eyes
YOU ARE READING
With love
Historia CortaShe loved him, he didn't know -slightly longer synopsis inside -cover photo does not belong to me -short story/poetry
