Lucky-Black-Cat

Do you remember me? Do you remember how young we were? I can't even recall if I had even turned double digits. I can remember the nights we spent together, laying on the soft grass on a warm summer's night. I remember you trying to convince me that your eyes have been deprived of color, that they were pure black. You tried convincing me a lot of things were black. Almost as black as the evening sky we laid under. I think I believed you. I believed a lot of things. I believed you when you told me that my eyes shined as bright as the stars, complimenting the sky well. I believed that we went together as well as the skies and the stars, our p