I've always been told that I have matured rather fast. Some think I'm an adult confined into a younger body.
Once, I was innocent. Sparkling blue eyes and a vast smile with crooked teeth.
Once, I was happy. I haven't felt happiness since the age of 10 and now i search for it in this somber room. But the room is boarded up and i can't pry the boards free.
This darkness has captured me and engulfed me. I can not find my way out.
The darkness began when he decided to take away the innocence and bright blue eyes. I am not the same. I lost that little girl, she passed away a long time ago and her funeral was the saddest of all.
I've been studying your body language, the way your knees shake, when I touch you. the way your eyes fill with intensity, when I look at you. The way you bite your lip, I can tell that you want me to kiss you, very hard, very long, very fierce.