☹ His eyes. Oh god, His striking familiar blue eyes. Where in my life have I ever seen such a more beautiful sea than his eyes. Intense yet bright. There he stood in the mist of people who were known as for I, alone. A nobody. We were the best of friends until he left me forgotten in the sands of the desert while he swam among the vast clear water of the ocean. But both of us never survived. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine..." No, I'm not, actually. All Rights Reserved to mystiquebrunette, 2015©
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