Pink Skies

Sometimes it snows, and sometimes you meet beautiful boys with cameras, and sometimes it snows and you meet beautiful boys with cameras. // #20 in short story //

Nathan

"Everyday he'd show up, and I'd watch from afar; I'd admire his beautiful features or the ring that hugged his bottom lip; the way he'd sit by himself and stare at his drink; and most importantly, I'd watch the way his green eyes screamed in sadness and surrender every time they met mine" (Book #1 of the Lifeless ser...