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And oh my God, the second I saw him, my mind went blank. All I could think of, was how beautiful his eyes were. Sometimes they're blue, sometimes they're green, and sometimes they're a perfect blend between the two. And when he was standing right there, right in front of me, in the perfect lighting, there they were. His beautiful green eyes, with a yellow-ish tint to them, shining perfectly in the sun. I could stare into them for hours, if I could. As I stood there and admired him, the way he laughs, the way he closes his eyes and shakes his head, looking down. And then he opened them again, and looked at me. By force of habit, I looked away, but I wish I hadn't. And I'll have you know, that we don't lock eyes often, but when we do, oh God, I swear I'm close to heaven.
- J.T.A.
Copyright © C.J. Langdon | Year Posted 2016
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