She was a blonde, with eyes so blue they’d make you swear the oceans were within them. When she looked at me, I could see something fragile. Like a doll that was too pretty to be played with, one that screamed for the attention it wasn’t allowed to have.
And with a set of blue eyes and loving expression, she captured me. She drew me close with something unnatural, and I came into the conversation armed with the knowledge that I would inevitably fail. But I took a breath anyway and said with a crack in my voice, “Hello.”