whatever gets you through the night

I looked at her body laying there, her breathing even. She was at peace, something neither her or I seemed to be able to find when we were awake. My eyes trailed up and down her tan legs against her grey shorts up to her face. Her hair was a mess around her head, blonde locks everywhere. Her eyes weren't open obviously but I could tell that her fiery blue eyes were bright under her eyelids. I had never met someone with fiery blue eyes, blue eyes were usually oceanic, cool, but not hers. She was different from anyone I had ever met, that's why she was it. She was the one.