Listen to the song wait by M83 while reading. I suggest reading slow though because this is kind of a short imagine. Anywho, enjoy 💕
Dear blue eyed girl,
You were on the same flight as me to New York. I remember seeing you sitting in the row across from me. You sat completely still with your knees pressed tightly against your chest. Your head was leaning back against the seat and your icy blue eyes never glanced away from the roof. I sat in my seat trying my hardest not to stare at you, but you were just so beautiful. You looked too perfect to even be real. From the way your wavy dark hair contrasted with your blue eyes, to your high cheek bones. You were flawless in my eyes. I couldn't get over it.
Closer to the middle of the ride you slowly brought your head down between your knees. Your skinny arms were wrapped around your knees so tightly they looked like they might break. For a good 5 minutes your body was completely motionless. Your body didn't even rise and fall like it should when a person's breathing. I was tempted to tap your shoulder to see if you were alright. Just before I was about to, your small body started shaking. It was subtle at first, but then, like an earthquake, your body shook uncontrollably. For, 10 minutes I watched you sit there and tremble light a scared puppy. Every now and then I would here a small quiet sniffle.
When you finally looked up, your eyes were bloodshot and your pale cheeks were deep pink. At that point I knew you had been crying. Your hair was stuck to your wet cheeks. You looked so sad. So... Broken. The urge to wrap you in my arms was so compelling that my chest felt tight. I wanted to whisper in your ear how every thing was gonna be alright, but I guess I was too much of a punk to actually get up and do it. So, for that I'm truly sorry because I should have done it. I really should have.
Although I didn't give you comfort I should have, I just want you to know that I care. I know I'm just some random stranger that you don't know, but I care.
A lot.
The pain on your face and the emptiness in your eyes broke my heart. If I had worked up the courage to talk to you I would have told you this:
"Darling, keep your head up. You so much more than the dark clouds surrounding you. Remember, above those dark clouds, there's nothing but clear sky's."
Sincerely, Cameron, the brown eyed boy.
