((Closed RP- Lexa)) It's a grey cloudy morning outside, my favorite kind of weather, and I've been sitting outside for hours. I look up at the sky, the dull sun reflecting on my piercing blue eyes. I hear the crunch of gravel as someone approaches and I turn my headlight eyes on you.
When we were together and everything was good, it was really fucking good. But when things weren't I struggled to remember all the good times we had. The bad memories felt like a knife was slowly being pushed into my chest and into my heart. The good memories felt like the night in mid summer, when the air isn't too cold or hot. It was perfect and I wanted nothing more than to feel if against my skin. But pain lasts, a breeze comes and goes. (Matty) KLK