1st Dream
I was descending the stairs when my eyes caught your glistening skin, those piercing eyes that when the light hits them, they exude charms and the nerdy, naive look that sometimes appears to be a tad mysterious.
I did not really believe in love at first sight but believe me, I fall in love the very first time I laid my eyes on you. I was hyperventilating, gasping for air yet tried to remain composed. I collected myself to appear cool and calm but good God knew my knees were shaking and I just couldn't take my eyes off of you.
I acted fool in an attempt to catch your eyes and hoping that you noticed my awkward being. I talked so loud, laughed insanely trying to gain your attention. You noticed though but I had no idea who were you looking at, at that time. I wished you were looking at me but there wasn't any electricity from both of our eyes that would make the world stop. So you were probably looking at someone else which I didn't mind at all. My world had slowly stopped.
That is basically how I started harboring feeling and affection towards you.
p.s. and the story begins.
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Painted Dreams
Short StoryA man's journey of recollecting his repressed memories of the one he loves most. An affection that nearly sends him to an asylum.
