Through Blurry Eyes

The sky lights up and so do his eyes.

Not knowing where we are, beer spills from our nostrils and our insides ache, our eyes scrunched up with laughter. Through our blood runs alcohol and freedom and youth.

Parts of me are numb on this cold hard pavement, but parts are alive. I know this for sure, because there's a clawing at my chest that crawls down to my stomach and beats against me.

He half-smiles.

The lights are too bright, they swirl and stream out; the ground is too hard; the glow is too strong. He is too much. Words spill from his mouth and I laugh too hard. I can barely see his eyes, and I ache to glimpse the green that stare into my brown, but no colour exists here but blue. Calm, serene blue.

He half-smiles, and I ache.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

So it's based on that picture? If so, it's nicely written :)

[mark slade]

I don't see this as careless, it's very well written. and a story can be anyway someone wants to write it. I see it as a story about a moment caught in time.

[word surgeon]

Thanks for sharing your ideas, the thing is that this was for a writing contest where the story had to be less than 500 words, and based on a picture; therefore I didn't want to make a story out of it, just a short simple cute romantic thing. (:

[TheSweet]

This feels very much like an introduction. It has a lot of potential, but leaving it like this seems a little... careless? It leaves a lot to the imagination, which could be explained in a larger story.

It's a decent idea, and I do like it. I just feel there should be more :P Thanks for sharing.