Aaron: 5

He had pale hair with flecks of brown; fair skin with caramel spots across his forehead. He had consumption in his eyes and he looked back towards me for a response to his yearning. While his face was somber, hands unmoved, and body still, his eyes.. The crisp emerald eyes that held your gaze because those eyes knew they held you in a tight cage of contempt. He moved his piano fingers through his sea-salt scruffy hair and moved aside the crowd and disappeared. However even though he left I couldn’t get his green eyes out of my mind.


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