Have you ever looked in the mirror and questioned what you saw? Taken a look deep into your eyes and wondered who it was you were meant to be? I know I have. There are days when I look in my eyes and all I can see is a corrupted soul, something dark twisting inside and eating away at my humanity. Then there are other days when it seems that piece of me has been put to rest- a slight shimmer of purity still running somewhere along my veins. Sadly I haven't felt that for awhile... at least not until I looked into his eyes. {Not the actual description yet, but a start I guess?}