My first love was born with roses in his eyes. /p
pHe had long hair that was as golden blonde as the sun. His smile was so bright it could burn hole right through your heart, just as it did me. He had the most gorgeous blue roses in his eyes. I had never seen anything like it, I'd never seen anything like him. He was unique and different. When I first laid my eyes on him I fell in Love with him, I didn't need to know anything else about him because I already knew he was the one for me and I was determined to get him. No matter the cost. /p
pLittle did I know one day that smile would crush my heart and those blue roses in his eyes would kill the green ones in my eyes. But then again I didn't know nearly as much I do now. /p
pThis is the story of how Francis Bonnefoy killed the roses right out of my eyes./p
