Eyes glistening, heart beating, i approached him. Never had i felt this way before, the moonlight seeped through the blinds yet the late evening glow shaded our skin to a deep purple. His seemed more visible than mine, due to his paper white skin, i felt attracted to him, my obsidian eyes warmed up, turning from stone black to a fiery red. I felt passionate around him.
jeff? i asked my head slightly turning toward him, just hiding my tinted red cheeks, i dont know why i felt this way around him. He just made me feel. alive.
He didnt answer, just caressed my cheekbone, he knew what i wanted to say,he could see it in my eyes, so i looked back into his. Black rings circling his, as his streched out smile turned into a frown i saddened. Even permanent smiles could dissapear.
Hehe...
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Stories by DeathIsAmiable12
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