The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent. The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite. Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.

❝What happened to us. Why weren't we ever an item?❞ I asked tenderly as he fluttered his eyes open. ❝Because, Chris. You never liked me the way I liked you. I've never been in love until I saw you sitting on that Juilliard stage playing the piano, the biggest goofy smile on your face, because you're doing something you adore, and damn it. That's when I fell in love.❞ -In which two believers fall in love, but not at the same time. A story about love, heartbreak, and a whole lot of rock and roll.

"Dear diary,today I read a book and they mentioned this guy "River Phoenix" should I search him up?" copyright @-starryeyedhowell

"Why do you always do that?" he asked me, watching as I looked up at him. "Do what?" I questioned, confused. He shook his head, "Every time I compliment you, you refuse to even glance in my direction. Why?" I shrugged, "I guess I'm just not very good with compliments. They distract me." "They 'distract you'?" he raised an eyebrow. I nodded. "Yeah. It just repeats itself over and over in my head until I finally convince myself that you're wrong or you're lying," I explained, staring at my worn out shoes as I dug them into the ground, wanting nothing more than to just dig a hole and hide in it. "Look me in the eyes," he whispered and gently lifted my chin with his warm hand. My eyes met his. "And try to tell me I'm lying when I say that you're the most beautiful girl that I've ever met." Disclaimer: I do not own Stand By Me or The Body.

su·i ge·ne·ris ˌso͞oˌī ˈjenərəs,ˌso͞oē/ adjective unique. A girl who's deeply in love with the forever living iconic, River Jude Phoenix gets the surprise of her life. COPYRIGHT © 2015 | -eighties ™