37. Eyes
Eyes are one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen; Eyes are pretty when you laugh, thoughtful when you cry or speak, soft when you're happy or talking to the person you love, caring when you watch a little kid, shining when you're curious and sparking when you're thrilled.
The list is endless.
John has light brown eyes,
Six has amazing gray eyes,
I have blue eyes, the bluest eyes, more blue than the blue itself according to Eight,
Eight has dark green eyes, like the jungle,
Nine has brown-yellow eyes,
And there's Ella, with her dark brown eyes.
"I want to wake up every day next to you, wake up and see your beautiful eyes." I say and play with Eight's fingers, moving them against mine. Eight laughs and kiss me on the lips. "I'm warning you, you won't get rid of me," Eight looks at me. "Seven and Eight, the two lorics with the beautiful eyes," He jokes.
Seven and Eight, I think. I wonder if we're together because of the numbers.
Seven and Eight. We meant for each other. It's faith. It's destiny.
hheeyyy! sorry I didn't update lately, I'm one tests season :(
anyway, I know this drabble is shot but the next one is pretty long... :)
hope you like it
-Elinor