A/N: I was cleaning my room and found this in an old notebook, from my high school days. I'm trying to get back into writing (I'm in an undergrad engineering program, so I don't get to do a lot of that), so feedback would be much appreciated. A positive response will let me know to continue (: I envisioned this as Harry and Hermione, but you could probably insert other characters as you wish. So here goes…
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, my empty wallet should indicate that I'm not making a profit.
Today, his eyes are green. Emerald. Yesterday they were grey. Tomorrow, they might be blue. Those eyes that she notices change. It isn't a secret how she feels about him. She just wants him to want her, and some days it seems like he might. But he is damaged. Literally and emotionally unavailable. She just wished she knew why.
She sits opposite him on the couch, desperate to finally know once and for all exactly where they stood. His eyes were piercing, disarming her wits and awakening her soul. She gathers herself.
"I have made the mistake" she says, "of putting your happiness before my own. I would do anything to please you, but I forget to be concerned with my own satisfaction. When I look in your eyes…" she falters. "When I look into your eyes I feel the dagger that is imbedded within my heart. I feel it twist, the unforgiving corkscrew of a reminder that you are not mine to lose. I know you know; the words are on the tip of my tongue, but I can't bring myself to say them. I need to know…"
She trails off, her eyes for the first time betraying the turmoil in her mind. He reads the question within her soul, he knows she just wants to know how he feels about her. She wants to know if she should fight for him, or if she should cut her losses. He wipes a tear from her eye, and then he speaks.
