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I want to smile. He walks up behind her, kisses the side of her neck.
I want to scream.
“Except…her eyes, everything is a perfect comparison….but my eyes are green.”
Your hair is also a brighter shade of red.
“Her eyes are blue.”
Because they’re not your eyes I want to say, they are hers. The one he thinks about when he isn’t with you, the one he knows he can’t have. He looks for only a moment before he twirls her to face him with a half-smile.
“I’ll fix it.”
He lies. Not the one, like the drugs and alcohol, she is nothing but another dragon for him to chase. I watch as he pulls her close with a kiss. I want to scream but know tonight I will go to him. And he will smile as he looks into the eyes of the one he wants.