Jul 23, 2016
Once upon a time... #shesreading #anotebook #sheswalkingnow #shewearsajacket #whoisshe (en Collado-Villalba, Madrid, Spain)
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Once upon a time... #shesreading #anotebook #sheswalkingnow #shewearsajacket #whoisshe (en Collado-Villalba, Madrid, Spain)
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Day 1:
He invited me to a house concert; he had a girlfriend, which should have been my first clue; and so I planned on saying no. Coincidentally, she dumped him that very morning, thus the plans for the evening were confirmed.
“I’m not sad, I feel as if we’ve been broken up for months now.” He said through the phone. My attention was caught. I sprayed myself with an entire bottle of perfume before I left for the show; later that evening he would whisper in my ear and say, “You smell so nice...it’s refreshing.” It’s still my favorite perfume.
The band played and his drunk friends jumped around, shoving each other and flinging their arms at the ceiling. Back in the corner he stood in front of me with his arm stretched out, protecting me from being pushed around. I peered up at him as he ran his tough hands through his wavy blond hair. Memorizing his mesmerizing eyes was simple. As my pen scribbles across my journal on this rainy Sunday evening, I see them in clear detail; Light blue, like the sky in a movie, and raw green captured in a perfect sunset of swirls. He would only hold my gaze for so long before forcing his attention away, as if me staring long enough would expose the boy beneath the glasses. I left the party early and he walked me to my car, I thought he might kiss me, but he gave me a hug. I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt. Driving home was a blur of blue and green.
Blue-Green-Eyes
I wrote out the story of blue-green-eyed boy who broke my heart in six days. I will be posting the stories by day 1-6 in different posts and then altogether in one at the very end of the story. As well as posting quotes from my story in separate posts. I have literally poured my heart into these words,so please don’t steal them. (: My story is called, “6 Days”