for a moment it was like they were together again... But this time her hands were running through his hair for a different reason.
It wasn't just to feel the strands run against her fingers, or to feel his head while he laughed at the feeling.
It was just for a moment, but as soon as she had retracted her hand from the familiar motion the two of them remembered their time together.
I guess it wasnt somthing you could forget, it was just something you'd want to forget.
Forget so bad.
And when her fingers went back to their original position, wringing through his hair to help him clean the blood dripping from his face- she still couldnt help but feel selfish.
"I miss you"
"You'll never really miss me though." He says, lip bleeding. "You only miss this." He says, now motioning his eyes to the blood oozing from his hands.
"You've never truly missed me"
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short storie quickies
Short Storywsp im back from da dead w/o stony and still no bitches. I'll take some ideas for angst and romance For my random characters or whatva.. prob wont be here much but.. good nuff? super short one shots to just idfk- poetry?? stuff I wrote in my notes...
