Unblissfully Responsible

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The soft pads of his wide fingertips caressed the helix of her right ear,
as he quietly settled her red curls behind it.

A lonely tear spilled over her bottom eyelid as her chest constricted at his tender gentleness. She swallowed a hiccup of upsetment.

If only...

Damn their latest disagreement, invading their usual equilibrium and toppling their applecart of contentedness!

What the hell!

Damned adultfulness; always getting in the way of living life blissfully irresponsible.

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