It was all over.
Bright headlights and skid marks on the road.
The collision of flesh and pavement.
The screams.
I still here them.
What is to become of me, now?
I remember smoking.
I remember all the love.
Every last moment.
All of it.
I can hear the sound of glass hearts shattering.
Taste your lips on my own.
Too far gone.
All gone.
Shattered.
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Glass Hearts | phan
FanfictionBeating hearts. Sliced skin. Shallow breaths and a feeling of love. That was what we were. "You had a heart made of glass and eyes that only saw stars. You were a canvas soaked in color. Vivid memories and passion saturated your bones. You made m...
