Part two - Him
"He's like mist that doesn't know why it flows and kisses lips, until it evaporates from ever being"
-Perry poetry on tumblr
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May I Please Borrow Some Sugar? || √
Short StoryThe first thing I notice when I open the door is his ocean blue eyes swirling in confusion. Well I guess that's what happens when you suddenly slam the door in someone's face. "Sorry about that, there was um a fly, " I attempt to provide a believa...
