Her eyes found mine across the room- and that was the last moment I belonged to myself. I couldn’t tell you what the fuck I was thinking. Only that I didn’t want to look away. One second she’s there and the next, well…

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My eyes feel as though someone shoved a spoon in and tried to yank them from their sockets. The rest of my body feels the same, heavy and limp. I feel like I’m laying on a clo...

Her eyes found mine

from across the room

and that was the last moment

I belonged to myself

then I was flying closer

not knowing I was going

or what I’d say to her

my body moved—— preparation

lagged behind my wings

I was antennae over hindwing

closer and closer to that warm stare

her eyes, like portals to everywhere

I’d ever want to be

I was burning with passion

I was burnin...

“Her eyes found mine across the room —— and that was the last moment I belonged to myself, man… You know?” The middle-aged Hulzirian gulped down the rest of his jar of fermented Odrimil gizzards and stared at the barkeep awaiting a reply.

After waving his grimy foremost appendage and motioning for another double—— and after a terribly awkward moment of silence, ☌⦿☍◉◌ continued, “She was the best...

I saw her eyes from across the room, and that was the last time that I belonged to myself. They weren’t just eyes. They were deep, knowing, patient, like they had been carrying the weight of the world and all its secrets and had chosen to share it with me. The way she looked at me made my chest ache, a curious ache I didn’t know existed. She didn’t speak, not in words, but there was communication ...

“… and, there she was. The crowd parted like clouds revealing a sunset. Her red velvet suit a sight I knew I’d never forget. Around her people danced and moved to a groove I could no longer hear. The mist from their heat rising and creating shimmering stars like those you’d see as as the sky transitions into the darker blue. Then, her eyes found mine across the room - and that was the last moment...

She had her mother's eyes. I know it's what every delusional new parent says, but I swear they were hers—electric blue. We used always to joke that they were bioluminescent after the one summer when the waves at Santa Monica Pier lit up the night as bright as the Ferris wheel on the pier.

I didn't even need to read the pastel signs on the sides of their clear cribs to know it was her.

I had st...

Her eyes found mine across the room - and that was the last moment I belonged to myself. The deafening music from the party quietened as our eyes met. I looked away, but it was too late. Far too late. This was bad. The whispers began to start, whooshing through my ears like waves crashing onto the shore. My eyes were forced open, locked on hers. Lilly's eyes narrowed as if she was in control of m...

Her eyes found mine across the room—and that was the last moment I belonged to myself.

It was a crowded gallery, filled with voices that rose and fell like ocean tides, but in that instant, the noise dimmed to nothing. Her gaze pinned me where I stood, an unspoken tether pulling me through the current of strangers. I couldn’t look away.

There was nothing particularly unusual about her—at least,...

Her eyes found mine across the room—and that was the last moment I belonged to myself. I could feel her auburn eyes piercing through mine. Capturing my gaze, holding me where I stood. And god, I couldn’t help but be glad about it. Her dark locks were flowing down past her shoulders, swaying back and forth as she walked. The curls in them bouncing with each confident step she began to take toward...

Who doesn’t yearn for a independence. To pursue your growth To avoid a popular sentence I took a oath

I would keep my walls strong Build my moat Build a castle to last long Tie bricks to what floats

My skies stayed gray My home weathered every storm No one left,no one to stay No enemies that swarm

But in a instant. Quicker than a flash

Her eyes found mine across the room, and tha...

She was wearing all black when I met her. A long black dress, not many details, not too flashy. But it wasn’t plain, it was calm. She sipped her wine slowly and I could tell that she was bored, out of place, un belonging. I wondered her name before I questioned anything else about her. I started to run a list of names through my head, names that would fit this woman full of essence whom stood on t...