Am I really Talking to You About This
12-20-2018, 09:01 PM
He returned her accidental affection, her name on his lips. It sent a fire through her veins. Why was this wrong? She couldn't remember, because how could it be? This was her partner, the one at her side theough thick and thin. So maybe that relationship was suppose to be something different, but why not this? The alcahol rain through her system, it dimmed her natural reactions, and fired others. It couldn't have created something that wasnt already there, but it made it so much more sudden and desperate, her need for him. "Rhyme" She whispered, and then his lips where on hers, and she would offer no regret, no objections. She would hold him tight and return his affection. The moon, and a silvery bird their only witness to something they where going to regret in the morning. -fade- |
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