His hair is so blond, it would make the entire country of Sweden jealous.
That much I knew.
But when we looked at each other for the first time,
He surprised me without words.

His eyes are shockingly deep and warm brown for hair that light.
It makes my blue eyes feel cold and my blonde-hair-turning-brown never bothered me more.
His hair is light and his eyes are dark, contrasting my appearance completely.
It is practically set in our genetics that we are meant to be.

I can't tell you how my skin feels
When his words hit my ears
And roll down my arms
And fall to the concrete
Like drops of silver.