~ I took in the sight in front of me, as I memorized every feature of him. His light brown hair was messily strewn across his forehead; his lips paler than usual, but still, somehow perfect. The tan and silky skin stretched across his face was covered in small cuts and deep blue and green bruises. He was hooked up to endless tubes and wires. The monitor made a slow and constant beeping noise, ensuring that his heart was still beating. I tried not to look towards his eyes, but the fresh, bright white, bandages wrapped around them made it hard to miss. Without his sea blue eyes, he just looked so distant. So . . . Far Away.