He could be mine
His eyes glow like a star in the night, I could stare at them forever. His hair is so perfectly imperfect. I am taken back by how beautiful this boy is. I don’t want to admit it, but our two names sound really good together. The way that he looks at me, I know I can tell him anything. When he laughs about silly things,and anytime he does - I feel like the world shakes, I shake. There's something so caring and honest about this boy. He's so unlike Tyler. As I try to pull myself together when I'm outside, I get distracted by this shirtless boy who walks around me. His shoulders glisten from sweat, he always works out. And god, does it show. His perfectly sculpted body makes my knees weak. I usually cringe when someone calls me “Kenny”, but it’s not so bad coming from his beautiful, perfect pair of lips. He intensely stares at me for just a couple of seconds and then looks away quickly back at the sunset. I study his face, how his eyes light up when he smiles,and how he brushes his fingers through his hair when he starts to talk about something uncomfortable. “Beyond The Stars Our Fate Lies” we say to one another and then we laugh. The way he finds fun no matter what we are doing, it’s adorable. I get butterflies every time he walks into the room,the twinkle in his eyes makes my heart skip a beat. We pretend we’re anonymous in a crowd of people. I love him. His whirlwind appearance in my life has made it that much better. Every time I look at him, I almost have to pinch myself. He has that rough look and a smile that makes your heart beat faster.
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Submitted by kenndra_p on April 12, 2021
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