obsession writes a symphony.
Dearest Pansy,
This is my first attempt. Knowing me, I'll be writing for eternity. All because of you. Everything has to be perfect for you, you deserve perfection.
I am no where near, but every second I get closer.
I lust to be with you. To feel your soft skin against mine. To know your smell. To know the feel, the taste of your lips and to light my world with the warmth you bring.
I'm not sure if my perception of you is just something I made up in my hide to hide for the agonizing life I live, or if it's something I can truly have. Even if you are who I think you are, there's many obstacles in our way.
I just want to be with you, Pansy , but I know I'm no good for you or for anyone. I want to live in the euphoria that is "love", if that's what this is. I desire you, and I don't think I can live much longer without you.
Pansy Parkinson, you're the only thing tying me to this retched world, and I'm going to make you mine, if it's the last thing I ever do.
YOU ARE READING
DEAREST, pansy parkinson
Fanfictionbut are the monsters born, or are they created? PANSY PARKINSON hbp - post war x fem! oc / completed! BOOK ONE OF THE 'eternal death' SERIES
