Luke imagine/preference

Remebering.

- I remember the first day I saw him. Tall, broad- shouldered and absolutely gorgeous. His blue eyes held something that I couldn't put into words. They were captivating. They brought me out of the mess of my life and I got lost in them. I got lost in him.

- I remember the last day I saw him. A cold, lifeless boy who once brought tears to my eyes by laughing too hard, but now brought them from the pain in my chest being to hard to bare. His beautiful blue eyes were hidden from me behind his closed lids. I had lost my first love, and it was all my fault..

Okaaaaaay, this might even be able to be turned into a story. That'd be pretty dope.