Endless Summer Skies
Introduction
Jerome has those eyes that everyone loses themselves in. You could compare them to an emerald lake in the middle of spring. Or endless summer skies.
But when you look outside of those sky-eyes, you see a mocking smile, messy blond hair and the stance of a joker.
If you look really hard, there is some vulnerability, but not enough to ever mean anything.
However, if you know him like I do, that vulnerability shines through, along with a charming, handsome gentleman.
But this is wrong. I have a boyfriend.
Yet I always seem to be comparing them, especially the eyes.
The eyes I am constantly lost in.
He believes he is rotten, like a mouldy apple. If you look at him, you would not believe that he could say that. He is too confident, too cool for that.
Is he?
I guess you could say he is rotten. He pulls pranks, he laughs at your expense, he's awful at keeping secrets and he blackmails you. Yet, if you dig deep enough, down past the cobwebs, disaster and destruction, there is a shining light. His soul.
And if only I could see his real soul, well, that would be fine.