His eyes are brown, bright, and everywhere
He runs around saying hi to people and photobombong photos
He tells me he loves how different we are
He talks to strangers with ease while I mumble an awkward hello
He calls it cute when I awkwardly side shuffle around people
He high fives me when I finally photobomb a picture with him
When he looks at me I'm calmed
The eye contact is easy
My anxiety seems distant and unimportant
He causes my calmness
I know no fear around him
When he says goodbye I miss him already
I want to hug him again
I want to spend all my days with him
The chemistry I felt cannot be all in my head
We met by mere chance
There was no planning
No way to see it coming
He makes me think I could believe in a religion I earlier thought ridiculous
And all of this came from spending only an hour and a half together
An hour and a half and he made me see life differently
He made the world seem bright again
Unfortunately life is not a fairytale
And he and I won't happen
But I'll always treasure that hour and half
And I learned that I am capable of finding love
I'm not afraid of it anymore
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Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
