He stands there; his head is crooked to the side as if he’s trying to make sure that it’s really you he sees. Your eyes drift from his eyes to the rest of his body, you don’t know why but you just want to make sure he was here in one piece. Your eyes finally stop wandering around his body and you lock your gaze with his.

The wind blows and your hair brushes in front of your face. Is this when we have to run and jump into each other's arms?

There’s just something about his eyes that draws you in every time you look into them. He holds your hand in his and breaks the eye contact to look at your laced fingers. He looks up again and gives you a small faint smile.

“Why are your eyes so beautiful?” He asks and you’re a bit taken aback by the question.

Warning

Fail grammar? Probably, I dunno.

Note:  This is a Sequel to Lost. You can read Lost before you read this but that's the choice you have to make on your own. I'm not going to summarize Lost  for you though Lol too lazy for that. I always thank my subbers and commenters on their walls :]! I'll actually have some manners this time and write his name the way most people write it lmfao. The Trilogy is Let You Down. Enjoy!

SFN's warning

Do not plagiarize. I sue people.