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[aristides24]

Deep blue Eyes 난 너의 눈을 바라보다 보면 빨려 들어갈 것 같아 Deep blue Eyes 시크한 듯 부드러운 네 미소 녹아 버릴 것만 같아 😇😍😸🌈💕 #dancerlife 💎#pty🇵🇦 😚 #GoodDay #Happiness #GoodNigth #Colors #GirlsNextDoor #OperationDrama #ReDBoy #FuckYouHaterS #Kpop #DeepBlueEyes #Awesome #21CenturyBoy #BigBoy #FuckYeah #ILoved #BearBoy #KrewLife #ForeverGoldo #JazzDancer #Deandre🔥 (en Panama City, Panama)

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[lilyevans1]

One of my original characters "Gus" 😊🐠🌊 #mermay #merboy #oc #gus #underthesea #deepblueeyes

[my-anonymous-life]

Saying Goodbye, With No Regrets

I don’t know why or what compelled me to see him…but, I just absolutely HAD to see him again, after ten years.  Seeing each other, after all of this time, was intense.  The moment our eyes met was undeniably electric, for the both of us.  His living situation was a bit sad, to me.  As he led me through this enormous house, filled with vintage furniture, and smelled of a nursing home…he whispered.  It felt a little silly.  As if we were teenagers, and he was sneaking me upstairs.  He explained that he rented out a room, among many other “tenants”, and helped an elderly woman with the upkeep and maintenance of the big old house.  When he finally led me to his room…where he had been living for the past five years…It was pretty much as I would have imagined it to be.  U2 and The Cure posters on the walls…Neil Gaiman books lying around.  I sat on the bed, which was my only option really.  We talked for at least an hour, before I realized that I was tired.  I asked if I could lie down on his bed.  Of course, he said yes, so I did.  He then lay down next to me.  This was surreal.  Maybe because so many of our memories consisted of us lying in bed, looking into each other’s eyes.  He had to smell my hair, and my skin…he took his time, as if I were an exotic flower that he had never smelled before in his life.  I didn’t mind.  He looked at me, so longingly and never looked away.  Then, after laughing about how strange it was to be in a bed together, again, with all of our clothes on…I placed my hand on his face.  There were those deep blue eyes, staring back at me…SEEING me.  He smelled the same…the alcohol from the night before, masked with toothpaste and mouth wash, and a faint scent of cologne.  He had changed, as I had as well, and everyone does over ten years I suppose…but, those eyes…they were the same.  I felt that hint of sadness behind them…loneliness…darkness.   I mean, he essentially was in the same place he was ten years ago, when we parted ways.  Waiting tables, living with numerous roommates that were mostly borderline elderly and he still drank.  I was thinking about all of this while my hand rested upon his cheek, and our eyes stayed glued to each other’s … then it happened.  I pressed my lips against his.  After that one kiss, it was if flood gates had been opened … we kissed passionately, and perfectly.  He was slightly staking, as was I, as he placed his hands behind the nape of my neck.  We kissed and kissed … at one point, we had to stop because one of the other “tenants” (which he actually shared a joining bathroom with) was walking by the op-en door to his bedroom).  He said a lot of things.  Things like, “I’m never losing you again”, “You have always been the love of my life” … I told him that I wanted to have sex !?! I said that to him with absolutely no intention of doing so.  I was in my scrubs from work, and I hadn’t even shaved my legs (yes, you should laugh…but, all women know that if they don’t shave their legs, there will not be any sex! Duh!) … I think I said it to make him feel desired, and I thought it would make him feel happy, if only for that moment.  Which, it did, because he even said “It feels good to be wanted again”.  When we finally had to disconnect from each other, literally, because it was time for him to get ready for work … he walked me back to my car … we hugged each other for long time.  I said, “I’m afraid this is the last time we will ever see each other again”.  To which he replied, “It’s not.I’m not losing you again. Not while I have you here in my arms. I won’t let you go again”.  He smelled the top of my head, and then kissed my lips. Then, he started to walk back down the gravel driveway to the backdoor of the huge, old, house.  I got into my car, and started driving.  I knew it was going to be the last time.  He’s gone back and forth since then.  He’s like the night … a blanket of darkness, that brings comfort … but, can also cause complication, distortion, and restlessness … He can change in a matter of hours.  Less than 72 hours after that last kiss, he was telling me that he didn’t have feelings for me.  I know that was a lie.  Then, a few days after that, he was declaring that no relationship that he has ever tried to have with anyone compares to me … and that he has loved me since we first met.  He even invited me to spend Christmas with him, and his family … Only to just drop off of the face of the earth.  He has sent me late night texts saying that he doesn’t think he deserves love, or even another chance to have that again with me … He’s his own worst enemy.  When he invited me to spend Christmas with him, he said, “I hope you’ll say yes".  I don’t want to be alone anymore”.  Yet, he always says that he deserves to be alone.  He’s got himself convinced that he doesn’t deserve anything good in his life … and because he’s pushed me away so many times, he definitely doesn’t deserve ME.  The last contact I had with him was a text, containing a link to a video for a Rise Against song.  It basically meant “You’re better off without me”.  I always seemed to have a piece of my heart that has always, and may always, belong to deep blue eyes … but, I think he’s right.  After all of this … the meeting up, kissing me, the promises, Christmas invitation, then mysterious text messages … The absolute mind fuck that is him … I don’t deserve it.  Me, accepting him for who/what he is and willing to put up with his bullshit through thick and thin … even considering the fact that his shitty living situation, job, and drinking have not changed very much at all in the past ten years … I was completely willing to change my entire life so that he and I could be together … but, he’s pushed me away one too many times.  I’m worth more than that.  I truly believe he’s making a huge mistake, and he’s going to end up alone and honestly sad for the rest of his life.  I hope he reads this, and discovers that I WOULD have taken him, even at his worst, and he actually had several chances to have my whole heart again.  I’m not angry … I just feel like he’s destroying his chance at love and happiness … and he’s only letting his own demons control him, and hold him back from what he actually WANTS.  He was my very first, and possibly only, TRUE love … I just don’t think that I have any more chances left in me, for him.  I will still feel him when certain songs play … remember the way he looked at me … and, of course, his deep blue eyes.  That moment, laying next to each other in bed, looking deeply into each other’s eyes … it WAS real … our love WAS real … We will always have “our story” , and the memories … good and bad … I don’t regret anything.