He was beautiful. Beautiful like the sun setting over a serene ocean, the purple, pinks, oranges, and blue from the water coming together to form something magnificent. I know that's an understatement for how he was, a derogatory term. The first look in his eyes I wanted him to be mine. Ineeded him to be mine. The most vibrant form of emerald green there was or ever will be filled in his eyes, and had liquid gold flakes swimming in the green. Deep brown hair that was in a crew cut would turn crimson in the sunlight. His skin was white, and I don't exaggerate when I say this, or when I say how perfect he was. He was amazing in every aspect, every particle, and every ounce that belonged to him or that he was made of was absolutely stunning. His personality was better than the surface-which was spectacular alone. He was every bit as perfect as a knight in shining armor, but he was so much more...
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Random"Your eyes have always been of the deepest waters for me, Amber... and you must understand that I still have yet to learn to swim..." How long had he known me?
