Bittersweet Tragedy (girl x girl)
I didn't look at her the same way I look at other girls. She was different. I could always notice her from the corner of my eye. I know that in a room full of people, the person who always caught my eye before anyone else was her.
I don't know if it was her icy blue eyes that could pierce into your soul or her long black hair that would make me want to get lost in and never be found; or her love for the arts that made you want to win her over with a beautiful drawing of her to show her just how beautiful she was in your eyes.
It could've been the way she looked so innocent, but in reality, was a sexual piece of mess; but I knew it wasn't because she was a pretty face, she was more than that. She was her and I loved it.