Honey, Baby, Sugar
Suspended In This Void
"I love you."
He won't let go, not even for a fleeting moment. His honey-brown eyes make me weak at the knees and I find it hard to speak. Tears threaten to spill out onto his cheeks; they so desperately long to leave their mark on his perfect face. He looks forward, hoping for some miracle -- if only he was looking at me.
He won't let go, not even for a fleeting moment. His honey-brown eyes make me weak at the knees and I find it hard to speak. Tears threaten to spill out onto his cheeks; they so desperately long to leave their mark on his perfect face. He looks forward, hoping for some miracle -- if only he was looking at me.