Day 17 – Look

Because I absolutely love this one.

A Jar of Stray Ink

It was the little things that got him. It was always the little things that had him lost. How she would seem so deep in thought as she worked on her assignments. How she always kept things simple; a delicate watch on one slender wrist, a few coloured bands on the other. How she’d always have her flowing ebony hair neatly tied in a bun, leaving a few stray locks that would fall across her pretty face every now and then, and she’d tuck them behind her ear without much flair, oblivious to the the world moving around her. Oblivious to him sitting across the library, watching her with all his heart. For him, it was an almost angelic sight to behold. He could see her long dark lashes from across the room. Her pink lips pursed in concentration as she scribbled away on her notebook. Strawberry lip gloss

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Author: emphadiate

Med student, chai lover, avid reader. Daydreamer extraordinaire. Slightly imbalanced.

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