Hello! :3 So... yeah I have nothing to say. Carry on.
Your goggles,
Why do you wear them?
With their gold-tinted lenses,
They hide your emerald eyes.
Those eyes that
I love.
That I can get lost in.
No one else has
quite that color.
-Like your hair.
That cinnamon-scented, red hair
So soft. So bright.
Other people have orange-red hair.
Yours is bright
Red, like fire.
Fire.
That's what gave me this scar.
You trace it and tell me
I'm beautiful,
But I know I'm not.
When I tell you that, you look up
At me.
You're wearing those goggles over your face.
A gloved hand
Strokes mine.
Those goggles are ripped from your eyes.
Only half-forgotten, they lie on the floor.
Their orange plastic shines in the
light of the sunset that streams through our windows.
Review? *puppy eyes*