“What do you think of when you close your eyes?” A whispered question, awaiting a response, heart heavy in my chest, a flutter nonetheless. His breathing matches mine. Lips parting gently, “beauty, peace, the sun, the stars, and mostly you.” I can’t help but feel the warmth spilling out of him, spilling out of me.Continue reading “Spring Fever”
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playing with fates
He’s just a boy, at heartchasing pretty facestrying to bury his demons in flesh. I’m just a girl, at heartpulling up my drawbridgeplaying princess, alone in my ivory tower. We’re just bad for each other, at hearta chemical reaction not meant for this life.
lost in a heatwave
It’s crazy how you can go from not knowing someone at all, barely noticing them in that way, another face in the crowd, to lusting over them 24/7. Okay. Maybe that’s an exaggeration. But not really. At least it doesn’t feel like it. When I first met Theo, sure he was nice and I wasContinue reading “lost in a heatwave”
pretty words for wicked girls 