Landon Orion
I'm sitting at the kitchen table, eating dinner opposite dad when I was reminded of time when Grace was laying in the tall, moist grass in my backyard, milk-skin stained crimson from the cold, breathing. More so maturing than decaying.
We were only sixteen then.
I rinsed my plate and cutlery and placed then on the rack to dry. Then I retired to bed. I kicked my stupid duvet from my legs. It was one of those warm days before spring entirely died to give way to autumn. There were blossoms on the wind. I was a fizzing type upset.
"I'll be your partner," Billie had said to me as if it were that plain and simple. That effortless to release the memory of Grace that had its bone-hands around my neck and my chest and my arms.
There was no point in getting attached to something dead, something fleeting. Billie and I were destined to be torn apart by the course of time. Of existence.
Except, the part of me that saw the mirror image of Grace within Billie's sea-glass eyes, wanted so badly to hold on to her in the same manner the Ghost of Grace imprisoned me between what once was and what now is.
STAI LEGGENDO
billie || billie eilish
Casuale"I'm sorry about the party. But, it was fun. Wasn't it? You enjoyed it." Billie's lips are hot against my ear, nipping at my earlobe a bit, just enough to where it doesn't even feel real. "You enjoyed yourself didn't you?" ••• Lockland Orion is shy...
