AN: Hi there. One year hiatus and I'm back. My writing has improve, but that doesn't mean i can get reads ahaha. Send me a motivational message. I need tons to continue. No, I'm not finishing for compliments. I'm fishing for a muse and hoping someone cares enough to help me push through this.
Disclaimer: I own Tite Kubo. Jk. I don't.
Drabble 5: Staring
I love him. I really do. Why is it so hard to say it? Why can I just let all of it out?
I feel in love with his eyes, his hair. The way it fell above his eyes and under his brows; over his lashes and grazing his lids.
Maybe it was today that I'm at his mercy. Maybe it was yesterday. Was it possible to feel love passionately as breathing air?
Every time. Every single time.
Harder and harder, I fell.
.
But,
It doesn't matter.
Since He was Hers, and so, I was once out of my league. Again.
Words: 102 (eh, not bad)
Song: Out Of My League - Stephen Speaks (omg listen to Chlara's cover its *^*) Listen to the original too~
I don't deserve reviews, but hey, surprise me. Yell, scream, throw me a tomato. Blow up that rusty inbox for me ;)
- feather pencil
ps: these letters are still in Orihime's POV, I am taking requests~