MRS.K 😘

♡ my favorite angel..

I stubbornly resisted my feelings for him. I was afraid to drown in the pool of his eyes. I understood that he was not the kind of person with whom I would be at peace. To be with him is to swim in a fast, dangerous current, without a lifeline, go through all the circles of hell and come back to life again. to go deep into melancholy when he is not around. miss his hands and touches to the point of insanity. we don't know what tomorrow will be, whether it will be, but we always have today, here and now. He's not perfect, no. in it, demons rage and fires burn in the ocean of eyes. he has a sick soul that somehow, incomprehensibly to me, clung to me fiercely and firmly. he is zealous, dangerous, and demands utopian love for himself and his demons. but he's not the one who can just walk away and leave you to perish in his sadness. Behind the dark doors of his soul lives the innermost that sometimes breaks out - love, compassion, kindness in actions, the intention to protect everyone without fear of dying himself, sacrifice and complete dedication, if he, of course, loves... and he knows how to love like no other, declaring war on his demons.

My favorite pool of brown eyes. my eternity.

источник:olmoonlight