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it takes more than just
fucking someone on a cold
night to keep you warm.
fucking someone on a cold
night to keep you warm.
Literature
Running Away
"What are you afraid of?" He had asked her as they lay there, under a bay window that showed a velvet black sky, sprinkled with sparkling diamonds. After a few minutes, a hand reached out and took his. He looked down at the soft hand, paper white with rivulets of sapphire under the skin. It had never occurred to him just how much he loved her hands until now.
"Would you like the truth? Or will a lie suffice?" A dulcet voice whispered. She had still not turned to look at him, but her hand in his remained strong.
"The truth." He always asked her for the truth. He didn't want rubies of falsehood, of lies, to ruin what they had taken so long to
Literature
She Should've Said Yes
She was greeted by a warm smile, "Say you love me..."
The girl bit her lip, "I don't think I can."
The smile faltered, "But.... why not...?"
"I know that you love somebody else more," murmured the girl, the hard words sticking in her throat.
There was silence, before, "If I have you then I won't need him."
She was dubious, "You'll always need him."
"No, I won't," A glimmer of a grin danced once more upon the lips, "Because your words will guide me away from copper sin and although my eyes are grey and apt to wander yours
Literature
You're The...
You're the sugar
To my ice cream.
You're the blue
To my sky.
You're the bud
To my flower.
You're the ink
To my pen.
You're the paper
To my book.
You're the...
Wait.
Did I say all that?
I meant to say:
You're the poison
To my apple.
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Holy fuck.
This. Forever.
This. Forever.