Her eyes were green.
No, not just green.
Emeralds, yet infinitely more precious.
Like the sea, though far more deep and turbulent.
Greener than freshly blossoming thyme or the scent of mown lawns in summer.
More intoxicating than the green of absynthe.
Greener than jealousy.
Greener than the grass on the other side.

They stared into the grey of me.

And I knew those eyes would never be mine.


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A strange, somersetian, girl-type thing. Drama student at Aberystwyth University, adoring life, and always seeking MOAR. In love and stuff. Welcome... :3

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