Stormy Blue Eyes

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Day 9

Annabella.

Jonathan and I

Sat together in class

He told me

About his family life

A small bit

Of what it's like

He's the oldest

He has to take care

Of everyone

He has a younger sister

And his dad walked out

Of their lives after she was born

He was six

And often wondered

About calling the random guys

His mom brought in the house

"Daddy"

I could sense the resentment

Towards the men

But

He has a special

Glint in his

eyes

When he talks about his mom

I can feel the love their

I think that's adorable

He says he's the man of the house

And he puffed out his chest

He says football is his wife

And he wishes he could take the football to Vegas

And marry it one day

I laughed

And he smiled at me

I asked him why

He smiled

And said "Your laugh is cute"

I tried not to smile

But did anyways

I couldn't help but notice

People stared at us

They were watching us

But what else would I expect

He's perfection

An he's talking to me

Now that's something

That's actually interesting

I would stare at us too

He asked me about my home life

I just stared at him

I found that I never

Thought much of his eye color

I never noticed it

Until now

It's a stormy blue

It's not nice

Or inviting

It's dominating

And unforgiving

I loved them

And I could feel myself

Feeling something for him

And his stormy eyes

And just when

I was going to tell him

About home

The teacher

Mr. Collins

Told us "Stop talking"

And I couldn't help but smile

Because that's exactly what

We were doing

Finally talking

And I liked it

No

I loved it

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