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The Forgotten Eyes
I'm walking down the street peacefully, It’s sunny but cold. The kind of cold that makes your eyes hurt. Snow covers the grass but the streets are clear. Presumably it is late winter. My bestfriends house is up ahead, or my ex bestfriend, I'm not quite sure what to call him. We haven't talked since 8th grade but we've known eachother since pre-k. We are friends on facebook but other than that it's been forever. His dad approaches me, suddenly I'm out of my body forced to watch as it does what it pleases. Unable to control it. " IT!" Me! I don't know that to call it. We begin to talk but I have no idea what it is about I can't hear it from this far away. He seems upset, this look of disapproval. As we are talking I can see Trystan and his girlfriend fighting in his big 'ole green pickup truck. She gets out pissed, screaming.
Suddenly I'm back in my body, unable to control it but i'm back and can hear and feel everything again. I realize where I am, I'm in Trystan's truck. I can't control my body but I can feel myself blushing. I look up staring into his eyes. There blueish green and pulling me in. The shiny reflective gold behind them making me fall all over again. I can't look away, his eyes sparkle and make me smile. As I'm looking at him he looks over and kisses me, Am I what they were fighting about, how could that be, I haven't seen him since we were little kids, but he still had these sexy eyes.
I can't be what they were fighting about, I think to myself. I snap back to reality and realize him and I were still kissing, damn how can this feel so right? Everything goes black and suddenly we are on the beach, I wonder how long we've been here. It's summer now? It was just winter. How much of my life did I just black out? Everything goes black once again and I wake up, in my bedroom. It was a dream, a dream at least I remember where my obsession with blue eyes came from. That best friend from grade school.

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