You beauty is so alluring. I’m staring in the face of perfection. Somehow, I can’t take my eyes off you. I know I have to make the first move, but I don’t know where to start. I love you but your powers are too strong….they scare me.

I’m afraid of what might happen, what I will have to pay, if I continue to live like this. Yet my eyes well with tears at the thought of losing you to someone else’s appetite.

“Cora,” a voice interrupts my thoughts. “Are you going to eat your breakfast?”

I quickly brush the tears away and look up to see my mother’s confused face. “You ok?” She asks, sounding a little concerned. This wasn’t the first time I had acted like this.

“I’m fine,” I readjusted myself. Yet I couldn’t help but take one last glance at your face.

Your eyes were a strawberry cut in half. Their shape almost made you look like you were laughing at a joke I said. Your smile was formed out of banana slaves with blueberries for freckles. Your complexion was that of he golden color of a fluffy pancake.

The thought of hurting you broke my heart.

But I dug in anyway. After all, you can’t start your day on an empty stomach.