Icy ocean eyes.
I fell in love with them.
The person wearing them was beautiful.
His laugh I could play over and over in my head.
His voice was music to my ears.
His brown short hair.
His warm and small smile.
His soft moans saying my name.
I also fell out of them.
The way they looked at me when I said I love you.
The way they looked down at me when I begged for him to stay.
The way they burned when he lied and would leave.
His icy ocean eyes that stabbed through my heart when he said it was my fault he hurt me.
YOU ARE READING
Hopeless Reality
PoesíaHere's a little reminder of the things that mean most to you, in case you forgot. My deepest thoughts spewed into this book. A book dedicated to my future self. Thank you for listening.
