❝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.

His eyes were so blue- more blue than the sky above when there are seemingly no clouds in sight, bright like the sun when the warmth of spring fades into a blistering summer- a crystalized azure like the icy aspects of glacial snow on a brisk winter day- but in his eyes, there's also pain. Not just hurt, but a detrimental, emotionally destructive pain that makes my past seem like a pebble on the side of the road. [First person story] All Rights Reserved © 2016 Please don't copy my story, I love it too much, man.

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