Memories

His eyes were never serious. Not this serious at least. It was always wavering like there were better things to concentrate on. Those pair of wandering eyes were now staring at me intently right now. It wasn’t wavering or anything. It’s focused on me. That gaze sent my heart pumping hard, it made cold sweat form on my palms, it made my desire burn. Then he said,

Don’t you ever think this way. Don’t you ever dare to leave me. You mean the world to me. I couldn’t find a brighter star than yours. Stay with me.

I could not even remember what I said before those eyes anymore. It was somewhere along the line of leaving. But at that point, I was really tired. Tired of texting first. Tired of putting up with his wavering concentration. Tired of going with the flow. I didn’t move, I couldn’t move. All I could do was to stare into those mesmerizing brown eyes. Within the brown there are black lines like threads holding on to the pupils. I was rooted to the ground, then his face moved closer and closer to mine and our lips touched. That was my first kiss. I could feel his breath on my cheek. Warm and quick. I knew I should have walked away, instead of feeling the pain and enduring the urge to speak my mind. But what’s the point of thinking about it now that I have nothing left but memories?

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"Why do you write?" He asked

So i can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply-

Because you won't take it from me.

-Lang Leav

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This is a pretty confusing one. see if you bunnies can figure it out(:

Goodnight midnight bunnies:3