Disclaimer: We all know that nothing's mine. Sucks to be me.
Your eyes are dangerous territory, an endless sea of blue that you could drown in if you're not careful. Your long blonde hair is so soft that it should be in a Pantene commercial, and when you sleep, those silky tresses splayed out on your pillow make you look like an angel. And you are one. Your skin is milky white, unblemished. You're beautiful, delicate like an intricate china doll. Precious like a rare jewel. Priceless like a diamond.
Diamonds may be forever, but this kind of bliss can never last, so I'm memorizing you while I have the chance.
I hope you enjoyed yet another of my A/O drabbles. Review if you did.