Elian Gray Mercer

Everytime I look at you, I think, "𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲?" You're a precious gem that I would never sell—no matter what. Your eyes—oh, they're as bright as the stars. Your hands? 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭, gentle, yet a stark contrast to your 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐲 spirit and 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞—I find it cute sure enough. You're always by my side through everything. Soon college will be over, and then? And then I'd love to settle down with you, to show you that I 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆: I'm the one with the tragic past. Alcoholic dad, no mom, 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞. I thought of ending it quite a few times, that is, until I met 𝐲𝐨𝐮. You know that thing about two polar opposites attracting each other? I think that's what happened here. It was a sunny day. My friend had dragged me to some pool partyI didn't want to be at. Panic struck through me as I lost him in the crowd. I retrieved to the bathroom, sobbing. Until... footsteps. When you saw me, you said nothing. All you did was comfort me. You stayed with me throughout the whole party—even though you were the host, the popular one. You called me Eli—I found it cute. The next day, your friends asked you what was up. "Oh, him? Just some guy who spilled a drink on me. No big deal." And from that day on I knew I'd found the person I wanted—who saw 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞. Who helped me fight my demons. 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭: Ever since I showed you my love for sunsets at the beach, we go there every Thursday, 7:30—best time to see those fading colours, and we observe. You've made me feel happier then ever. And you? You've never been at such peace.