In His Eyes

In His Eyes

A Story by Geneva

In His Eyes

It was mid-summer when I met her. She was bright as a summer's day. I asked her on a date, to which she said yes. I noticed her long sleeves, she was always in long sleeves. Today I stand across her, ran into her by the pool. I understand now why she always had long sleeves, why she always stayed hidden. The scars were burried deep into her wrists. I never understood, she's so beautiful. From the first moment I saw her I could tell she was full of life. But maybe I was wrong, I only saw her cover, she doesn't wear makeup but it was almost like metaphorical makeup. I started crying right in front of her and she hid her arms right away. I grabbed them back and kissed every single scar. She started crying and barely made out "thank you." I took her home that day and asked her to be mine. It's been 3 days, still no answer. Why won't she let me love her?

© 2017 Geneva


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Added on February 5, 2017
Last Updated on February 5, 2017
Tags: truth, depressing, Love

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Geneva
Geneva

Stevens , PA



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