One-Shots | Dahmo

Our Eternity

Your eyes were always my favorite view.

I remember the first time I looked into your eyes. They were so deep and beautiful. I love you with all of my heart and being.

Standing out on our balcony and staring into each other's eyes. The soft wind blowing against my back.

"You're too young."

"You don't know what love is."

Lies.

I'm only 19. You're only 18.

We're in love. We always will be.

I put my hands around your neck. You pull our foreheads together. I smile as I look up at your eyes.

I feel your breathe against my lips. I'm staring into your eyes.

Your deep eyes.

Anytime I look into your eyes, I see myself.

I see myself. Finally happy.

The wind whips around us. I listen as people walk around below us. Leaves drag across the ground.

A subtle laugh escapes your lips.

I know why you're laughing. You always laugh when you're cold. It is pretty chilly.

I gently nudge you, silently asking if you wanted to go inside. You only nod. Not once do I look away from your eyes.

You untangle yourself from me and begin to walk inside. I give you a reassuring smile.

I was alone.

I walk over and look down over the balcony ledge. Everything was suddenly still.

The wind whistles in my ears as I watch the sun set. A tear rolls down my cheek.

I had made it.

I had found my eternity.

"Hey."

I turn around to see you standing in the doorway. I smile, staring into your eyes.

And in those eyes, I see us. I see our future.

Our eternity.

I chuckle.

"I love you, Dubu," I whisper.

You hold out your arms. "I love you more, Momoring."