Flashes of masculinity
He was gone. He left
not because of a natural course of action, but because she actually asked him
to. She tried to play safe and say that she was ok.
She’s always saying that
she misses him, saying that it’ll pass and nothing will be as painful as
before. It’s not, of course it's definitely not the same thing but it sort of
feels like it.
The love she felt, that feeling is slowly burning and choking
her at night. It really, literally burns like melting wax. He’s caressing her
dreams and invading her reality.
Once she called him
hers but she was never quite sure if he really was at all.
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