The Blue Eyed Guy. (pt. 2: one year later)

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(If you’ve missed part one (I posted it a year ago) check it out here.)

Okay, so today I won’t get into personal details or events. I’ll just say that throughout this year, many things happened, I was in a relationship for quite a few months so he wasn’t in my life. He “came” back a. because I broke up & I started flirting again, b. because I had a dream of him one day and the next day I saw him and here we go again. This post is going to be about the feels he gives me not about the events.




When he looks at me I feel like every cell of my body is being activated. I feel like he speaks to my heart. He sets my body on fire. I can’t get his look out of my head, at some point I don’t want to. He’s so handsome, seeing him makes my eyes and heart happy. Just seeing him, it brings me back to life.




His blue eyes are the prettiest thing I’ve ever starred at. One look and I’m upon cloud 9, I’m happy, it’s all I need. You know, it feels right. Even if this guy doesn’t give a f*** about me, I don’t mind and please, before you call me a fool, let me explain. I know he’s not into me or something, I don’t have high hopes or anything, I just like him very, very, very much.




His eyes are just… paradise but it’s not only that. It’s the way these two eyes look deep into mine. No words but I can hear them whisper “love me, I know you wanna love me, fall for me, I need you to need me but I’ll never make a move or say a thing. Just love me, now”. And I know whenever I look at him, he can hear me screaming “I want you, I need you in my life, you’ve got me head over heels for you.”




Do you think this whole thing is kinda… weird? Unusual? Uncommon? Insane? It’s not such a big deal, I just love starring into someone’s eyes because I feel and see things that I don’t in other’s look. I fell for the way he starred at me like I actually meant something big and important to him. I’m in love with him, I don’t love him but I am in love.

There might be a thrid part as well but for now,
have an amazing night.

Athina, xxx.

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