26 April 2012
I met you in kindergarden.
Your ghostly eyes hauting me
Staring me down.
I've always liked you.
You never spoke. But one day you whispered in my ear- you have nice eyes.
And then you left. Left me alone.
3 years later i see you in highschool and we spend that year growing closer.
We exchange numbers, smiles and meaningless chats. My face lights up anytime i see you. You are my today. My tommorow.
That night. We were meeting up. To play basketball when i got a call from your mum "Jess.Blood.Mainstreet" and i ran. You lay there under the van. Limp and lifless. Thosr ghost eyes haunting me again. You were in hospital for 9 monts 6 days 3 hours 8 minuites and 7 seconds and you woke up from your coma. They ushered me away and called me back 9 minuites later. "Shes back, but she has permant memory loss" they said as a tear dripped down my sallow cheek.
I bent over her body and she looked up at me.
"who are you? You have nice eyes." she said and thats my story. My love slipping away away through my fingers and i couldnt hold on any more.
Nice Eyes • Opuss № I