His dark chocolate eyes stared at me like a ghost in the forest. I felt numb and cold but nothing in between If there was a place on heaven for us, it would be here. Between the tall oak trees and dark summer skies. Nothing would be better than the twinkle of the stars. To see his eyes from the bright sky, to see his hands touching my face, to feel something for the first time would be amazing. He is like the fire and I am like the ocean, two things not meant together but somehow blend as one bond. I wish I was his moon to his earth and his stars to his skies. How dreams never come true and how love never lasts.
when it comes to reading i’m either reading 400 pages a day or taking a month to read 200 there is no inbetween