This Love

"My heaven is here. It was here." The memories are still vivid in their minds. Small. Big. It doesn't matter. They're there. Always splitting through the open wounded cracks as they sleep, where behind each closed eyelid is a new memory, a new chapter, each one hitting just as hard as the last. That's what pains th...

Show Me Your Eyes

"Your eyes tell me you love me before you even know you do." - Stiles Stilinski had been blind almost his whole life. He had not seen the sun long enough to be able to memorise how it looked, he'd never seen the colours of the autumn leaves up close or the colour of his new favourite pillow. Five months before the mo...