Eyes Taylor Swift Novels & Stories

She is currently walking towards the center and her yellow-highlighted hair bounced as she steps. Ang seryoso niyang mukha ay biglang napalitan ng isang malawak na ngiti. "HI! MY NAME IS NIKOLINA EUN-JI KIM! I'M 17 YEARS OLD! TURNING 18 THIS JUNE 20, HIHI!" I was shocked by her expression dahil sa kaniyang matinis na boses. I was not expecting her to be like that. From a serious aura, it became jolly and bubbly.

Kaya naman ay dali-dali ko iyong kinuha at sinipat ang aking mukha. Wala namang nagbago. I still look the same basic girl. Black hair, dark brown pupils, slanted eyes, an average nose, at ang maputla kong labi. Oh sh*t. Oo nga pala at anemic ang lola ninyo. Halos hindi ako makatulog ng maayos gabi-gabi kaya naman ay hindi na ako masusurpresa kong mukha na akong bangkay ngayon.

''Tumaba ka," sabi na lang niya. "Oh, no, not you, too," angal ni Lyne. "Okay nga 'yan, eh. Sexy?" Indeed. Skinny Lyne was now a voluptuous woman. Nakasuot ng skin tight high-waisted black jeans, ankle boots and cropped sleeveless top. Taylor Swift hairstyle. Smokey eyes. Carefully drawn eyebrows. Lyne took a selfie with him.

Walang gana akong tumayo para umalis na ng napadako ako sa huling pagkakataon sa salamin. For once, I looked at my eyes, and memory suddenly flashed on my mind. I hate how my eyes scream vivid, and people can easily search through my soul no matter how I tried to hide it deep inside. My eyes are the only thing I hate the most on my face. I hate how people can easily read it. My eyes can easily perceive things, and I hate that people can easily see through them. They see it as my greatest asset, but I see it as the worst. My eyes always scream loneliness and longing. It never showed emotions at all.

This song used to be her favorite when she was still with Jevy. Hindi niya maiwasang mag-isip. Mahilig din yata ito sa kanta ni Taylor Swift? Parang si Jevy rin. Magkapareho sila ng hilig. Agad na naramdaman ni Elyssa ang pamamasa ng mata kaya kumalas siya sa pagkakayakap ng binata at pasimpleng yumuko. Pinigil niya ang luhang gustong sumingaw sa mga mata sa pamamagitan ng mabilis na pagkurap. Naalala na naman kasi niya si Jevy.

Nagkatinginan ang dalawa na para bang may kung anong humihila sa kanilang mata na titigan ang isa't isa. Lash was sporting a short yet gentle smile that caused her to feel a bit safe, and secure. "Hi," mahinang bati ni Taira at nanatiling nakatingin sa mga mata nang kausap. It was shining unlike hers, too dull that light was afraid to cross her eyesight. "Can I hold your hand?" confused, she hesitated but still, offered a hand. "Why?" she asked and looked at his eyes closely. It brightened even more as a smile plastered on his lips.

I could not help but whisper. “Wait there’s more! From the Heartbreak Prince to Miss Anonymous: I don’t think it’s fair for you to judge me too quickly. I did what I had to do. And if my name is in red and underlined in your list, maybe I should return the favor and put your name on the blank space in mine should you want to find out if I were really a nightmare or a day dream.” I am a fan of Taylor Swift’s music. And I never thought that I could hate her lyrical genius this much!