Novel & Cerita Something In Your Eyes Makes Me Want To Lose Myself

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around

It was as if he was trying to hypnotize me, to draw me into a world where only the two of us existed. I felt myself becoming lost in his eyes, my mind clouding over as I succumbed to the power of his gaze. It was as if I was drowning in a sea of blue, unable to escape the undertow of his intensity. And yet, even as I felt myself becoming lost, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him, as if he was the only one who could save me from myself.

making everyone look towards our table And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life And sooner or later it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don'

Walk towards the pole and hold it while I stare at him, he just looks at me until I start. “Some days, things just take way too much of my energy, I look up and the whole room's spinning, you take my cares away, I can so overcomplicate, people tell me to medicate” I close my eyes and start dancing around the pole. I wanna dance with my eyes closed because I know once passion contains my blood, his gaze will make me weak and trapped in his arms.

It's like I've been erased, left stranded on the outside of the only life that ever meant anything. So, I drink myself into oblivion every night just to quiet the noise in my head, the constant replay of what I lost, what I destroyed. The mirror shows me what I've become. Long hair brushing against my jawline, paired with a beard that borders on feral. I've got that wild-eyed psychotic, disheveled look. The kind of face that makes people avert their eyes.

“But, why can you go out during the day if you are not human?” Jack snorted. "You forgot again, Jenny. I told you yesterday that I can be seen while disguised as a human.” "Oh, Jack. I do not understand. All I know is, you are in front of me now." Jack walked over to me and cupped my face. We kissed. Long time. My pulse beats faster as his hands touch everything on my body. "You want to make love?" I asked. Jack laughed. "Is it possible?" he replied. “Cover all eyesight so as not to disturb us.” In the blink of an eye, Jack closed all the curtains that stretched from window to window in my boutique room. I was invited to fly, across the blue clouds decorated with rainbow colors.

Because part of me—an alarming, traitorous part is already counting the days until the next session. Already imagining what “deeper” means. Already craving the silence that comes after. The way his eyes see me. The way his voice makes me wet. The way his control makes me want to lose mine.

I didn't know who the person was who was staring back at me anymore. Leaning closer to the mirror, I begged for something. Some sign or vision or something that might help me find my way out of this. I focused on my own eyes and soon enough, the familiar sensation started to wash over me. That falling feeling. It was becoming easier to give in to it now, to let it take over. I didn’t fight it. I prayed that this time it might help me. Maybe it could show me something I had missed or something that would help me escape this hell. Something... Anything.

I analyze the photo for a few seconds. I turn the photo over to see if there is anything behind; and there is. A brief message written in Aaron's handwriting fills the white on the back of the image. I'M LOST IN THE BLUE OF YOUR LOOKS, SO LOST THAT I FIND MYSELF IN IT. IT'S CONFUSING, BUT THAT'S HOW I FEEL. LOST IN MY OWN UNIVERSE, LOST IN MY BETTER HALF, LOST IN YOU. I LOVE YOU, MORE THAN SANITY ALLOWS.

I want to watch the understanding dawn in his soulless gray eyes that I am not insignificant—I’m not a hole to fuck or a womb to seed or an itch to scratch or whatever he thinks I am—I want to see him realize what I really am the instant before I bite his head off and crunch his skull between my teeth like a soft-boiled egg in its shell. I want to stampede through the nobs’ picture-perfect boutiques and restaurants and luxury office space until it’s rubble. I could do it. I could tear the whole place down, but I never would, so the tears flow faster down my cheeks, and I wipe them off as quick as they come, and scrub my pussy until it’s even more raw, and I can’t stand it anymore. I need to