Those blue, blue eyes, icy blue, looking back at me as if I could warm them up. They’re pretty powerful, you know,… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
“It's funny, but I always thought I could trust blue eyes. I thought they were safe somehow. All the good guys have… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
I didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport.… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
“No one had ever looked at me like that before, with that kind of intensity. It unsettled me, surprised me I guess.… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
You saw me before I saw you. In the airport, that day in August, you had that look in your eyes, as… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
It was like I’d stepped out into an afterlife. Only there were no angels. — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
There is no need to put your heart in a bottle, then you will die. - Ty from Stolen — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
Who says I'm not Superman?" You were looking at me with one eye closed against the sun. I shrugged "You would have recued me… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
Those blue, blue eyes, icy blue, looking back at me as if I could warm them up. They’re pretty powerful, you know, those eyes,… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
“It's funny, but I always thought I could trust blue eyes. I thought they were safe somehow. All the good guys have baby blues.… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
You said you knew the perfect place to run to. A place that was empty of people, and buildings, and far, far away. A… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
I didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport. But you… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
“You carried it in your hand like it was the most precious thing. It reminded me of what I used to be like, when… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
I craved your warmth. I hugged myself, rubbing my fingers up and down. I guess people are like insects sometimes, drawn to heat, A… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you." You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share
