browneyesbrowneyesbrowneyesbrowneyes. my thoughts constantly consist of his fucking brown eyes. every time my eyes begin to water from the cool air hitting them, and I reluctantly let them flutter closed for a matter of seconds, the image of his breathtakingly beautiful smile floods my brain. upon laying myself against my plush mattress, the images of his smile leave my head, as visions of how amazing it would be to have his arms wrapped around my waist, my head buried in his not so toned chest, his heartbeat floating through my ears like a song floods my previous thoughts. these are the things that'll cause me the most harm, for falling for brown eyes is surely the easiest way to lose all faith in yourself. your body falls to the ground too quickly for your arms to react and place themselves out for support. falling for brown eyes is like falling off of an endless succession of cliffs. it hurts but the impact never comes.
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Poetrythis is stupid poetry written by me about a boy. yes, love stories have come to be horribly mainstream. yes, the word love has been thrown around so much it hardly has meaning to some people anymore. but, if we've never experienced worse than heart...
