My teacher told me, "Write something. It's required." So, I did.
And it hurts, to put it down on paper, to share it with the world.
But I was inspired. He inspired me. It's a mess of all the things in my head, but it all comes back to him.
it hurts when you see someone this attractive. he has messy brown hair with golden streaks
and eyes like a oceanic abyss. he smiles as if i'm the funniest thing in the world.
and his laugh is the music my ears have unknowingly longed to hear all my life.
he's a musician, an actor. his voice is like the rocks on the shores that sirens lured sailors into.
it's the rough, raspy, most beautiful kind of angelic.
he's beautiful, and i think i love him.
~Ashton Grayson Everly
i will never forget him as long as i live. he's the light that has guided me from my darkness. i fell for him once, then fell again. and i can only hope for the best...