„We were standing on the roof. Night. Fresh air coming and blowing against our faces.
My eyes meeting yours.
Your eyes meeting mine.
Without any tension. Without any fear. Without any doubts.
Looking at your face full of nothingness was one of the most precious moments in my life.
I realized then standing on the roof,
that I love you, Matthew Lavelle.
From the bottom of my heart, soul and me. I love you with pure love, nothing else. I realized then you love me.
Two souls meeting each other in the darkest place. Tearing the world apart. Looking at each other like it doesn't exist.
Blue meeting green.
Green meeting blue.
Love.
-Aveline"
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Vulnerable
PoetryA simple story of two people in love with their eyes and souls. TW!!! suicide, mental illness, death
