You were perfectly normal until he came along.
Him and his enigmatic psyche that always left you pondering and wondering.
His cryptic air that would encroach the everything he graced.
His lips that would graze yours when the time felt right.
Orbs of his that were pools of grey that would drown you in their depth.
His hands, his palms that touched you with all their length.
He drew you with with his superiority and arrogance.
Akin to how gravity keeps the universe stable, he does too.
But there will come a time, gravity won't be able to hold no longer.
Now, the question is, will he ever succumb?
FIN.
A/N: I haven't written in a little over a month, now, haven't I? I apologize for that. I'm working on Gray Pools - Fifth Chapter whilst figuring out SIHA - Fourth Chapter. Unfortunately, your patience is what I need for both of those stories. I will be completing them, albeit not at this moment. Anyways, I hoped you liked this and review? :)