Author's note: My first fiction on this site, but it's more like a poem. It's to get me started. And please bear with me my poems aren't all that great. But, like I said, it's just to start me off.

Drowning In Cold and Mystery

I stare.

That's all I could do,

is just stare.

I look into your eyes,

falling in the cold abyss of those cold blue eyes.

So beautiful I always thought.

Everything about you was beautiful.

You were elegant and graceful.

Cunning and mischievous.

Dark and mysterious.

You mope around,

still feeling the pain of your dark past.

I can see it in your eyes,

no matter how hard you try to hide it.

The way you look at me sends chills down my spine.

You look at me with so much hate and disgust.

What have I ever done to you?

You glare.

I stare.

Once again all I could do is stare.

Well, that's not too bad. Yes, it is. Oh, well. It's a start. So, review anyways.