Wow, look at those eyes. They are as beautiful as can be. "Why is Marvin so beautiful? The way he walks, the way he talks, it's remarkable." I've never been in love before. He makes me nervous when I'm around, every time I see him I feel so sick. "Are these butterflies?" I thought to myself. He speaks, "What are you looking at?" He isn't very fond of having his looks be admired. He seems so angry, so disturbed. I respond, "I'm admiring your looks. Is that a problem?" He instantly snaps back with atrocious, monstrous remarks. The demon within his words lie within the hate, anger, and despair in his heart. He has hurt, he's been hurt badly. I only wanna love this boy with all my heart. Things don't work out how you want them to in life. He apologizes and gives me a kiss upon the lips. The tender sweet touch that comes from the physical affection of his lips, are what lure me in to falling for the things he do.
