Electric

How I would like to be looked at or loved by another.

I could swear I seen sparks when I first saw her. When I talked to her for the first time the heat waves radiating off of her crimson cheeks hit me like a tidal wave. She's strong because she doesn't want people to realize bits and pieces of her have been shattered. She stays a comfortable distance away because she doesn't want people to get attached. Her heart is being held together by merely a bandage. So she keeps relighting that match inside of her hoping that someday it can mend her back to who she once was. Now when I look into her luminous ever changing golden-green hazel eyes I feel at home. I know that through the suffering and aching there's a girl with a heavy heart waiting for me to save her.

Author's Note

I would really love feedback!!!

Reviews

[Zoya]

Aw, this is so sweet. You seem to understand her really well. All the lines were beautifully formed in this story and the title is really good! I enjoyed it. Keep writing!

[Anon1020]

Thank you so much, I love your work!!!

[Zoya]

Thank you there! And it was my pleasure.