Eyes.
The window to the soul.
Through them, he sees me.
All of me....
Exposed.
My soul at his mercy.
Begging for approval.
For praise.
My heart desperate,
bleeding in his hand.
Will he love me?
Can he?
One kiss
His hold grows stronger.
One touch.
I'm breathless.
Then it happens.
He drops it.
One laugh.
I shatter.
Destroyed...