Petry and texts

This is the page for me when I want to write something that doesn’t include anything in my real life or the more poetic part of me. Read and enjoy.

 

 

 

He walked into the room and our eyes met. I looked away to get the control back. I needed the control when I was with my friends, I didn’t want them to believe that I liked this guy more than just a little and I didn’t want him to believe that neither. His hair was blond and his eyes were blue and the lips were beautiful as they belonged to an angel. He disappeared from the building and he left me smiling and thinking like nothing else was important anymore. What will happen ? I don’t know, the only thing I know is that I want to see him again.