Dear Sophia O.,
Your eyes are the reason I feel in love with you. Your eyes are nothing like brown eyes. They are the color of the earth after a rainstorm; copper against honey; sunlight through a whiskey bottle; hazelnuts; gingerbread men, and chocolate brownies. They are the sensation of coming inside from the biting cold and curling up on the sofa with a blanket around you. They are cocoa, tea, and coffee. They are cinnamon, ginger, cassia, and other spices. They are the dust from a horse's hooves. Your skin, it’s the most beautiful color, its like when you blend a bunch of colors together, it turns into an olive-brown. Similar to paint or colored pencils. I suppose that someone's olive skin color is simply a combination of all that they have given to the world and all that they have received in return. Your laugh it’s spellbinding, your laugh sounds like there is no pain or guilt left in the world, it makes me feel like I'm at the happiest place or the best place in the universe. You have hair of onyx and amber. Your hair is the gold that others are yearning to get from the earth. hers may contain the depth of the ocean, whereas your hair is the size of a black hole. Even the sea cannot sweep the weight carried by your hair into its depths. Your hair is anything but ordinary. Your smile is etherial, every time I look up, your face draws my attention. It is a priceless sight to see your smile light up your face. All lost souls can find their way home thanks to your smile. If I could wake up to your grin every day, I would sacrifice everything. Your lips when you speak, I struggle to understand what you're saying. Your lips contain a battle that is being fought in each observer's imagination as well as a reminder of the fertility of life and a hope for the beautiful. I won't kiss you, I assure you. For then I would have passed on and entered heaven. Right now I'm looking at you from across the room, you are laughing and smiling. You don't know I exist, so you will never find this letter. I have loved you from the beginning of the school year, we will never be together though because you are dating him; the blond.
I wish we could of had what we didn't.
-HAZ
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