everything you love, will one day kill you. whether it's cigarettes, or drugs, or the boy with blue eyes.
his eyes were crystal blue, a shade that shouldn't exist on the human body. a shade i immediately crave, a shade that makes my heart beat a little bit faster -- almost as if i recognize it.
i want to steal it, paint it, throw it into every room i'll ever decorate. it's the most perfect blue i've ever seen. blue eyes up close, are a celestial phenomenon: nebulae as seen through telescopes, the light of unnamed stars diffused through dusts and elements and endlessness. layers of light.
his blue eyes are starlight. even from this distance, his eyes are simply remarkable. i wish to stay drenched forever. in those rain-blue eyes, in those soul-reaching crystals. not moving a muscle, nor breathing. just savoring this turquoise ache against my heart.
everything you love, will one day kill you. whether it's cigarettes, or drugs, or the boy with blue eyes. they will all kill you -- eventually.
