When I glance at his eyes I can't help but drown in the ocean, which is the window to his shining soul. I often wonder how his soul must shine in the sun. How his eyes must shine so bright, like diamonds, and even bluer than before.

I can only see them in the silver moonlight, because that warm sunlight burns my skin and strikes trough my head, like a sharp knive. I can be friends with the moon, but will never have peace with the sun, which will never allow me to see his eyes in it's magical light without burning alive. Only the moon will help, by glowing them softly with a silver light, that only makes his soul seem more mysterious and sometimes farther away.

Everytime I try to reach his shining, golden soul, I'll have to dive trough an ocean where a treasure chest lies at the bottom. The ocean I know well, but not the treasure it holds.

The light in his eyes starts to shine even brighter, making my whole body tintle, just like the sun does. As he gently strikes a stroke of hair out of my face, my whole body is electrified at his touch. After this shock of electricity I know I can't wait any longer. I have to break the seal and open the chest.

I'm terrified to open it, because I don't know what's inside. I expect to find a light, so bright it can blind my eyes. Yes, his light could blind my eyes, but his light could also fill my eyes with the most beautiful things they've ever witnessed.

I take the last plunge and touch the seal: first he pulls my body closer so I can feel his heat and raging hearth beat, then I press my lips on his.

The seal breaks.
An explotion of light bursts out of his mind. Together we are like fireworks of millions of flavors.

I wish I could catch those fireworks and put them in a little glass ball. I would put that ball filled with infinite colours on my desk. My heart would be filled with warmth and my body with sparks at every glance of it.

♡ The End ♡