My dreams were filled with dark grey eyes and soft lips.
A feather light touch skimmed my flesh, though I could never seem to capture its kiss no matter how hard I tried. The feeling always managed to evade me.
Moon drunk eyes bore heavily into my own, hooded eye lids and slurred promises.
Two souls became one, two bodies merging together to be joined as one whole.
Then there was a shatter of glass, I looked up just in time to see a thousand glass daggers raining down upon us from the impending blackness that was the sky.
I screamed, throwing my arms over my head. Shards buried them selves deep within the flesh of my forearms and silver blood began to crawl down my arms, the metallic taste seemed to linger on my tongue, seeping down my throat like a poison finger and down into my lung
