Tour ended today.
Luckily.
I don't think I could of survived much longer.
He came to my house.
He apologised.
Said he loves me.
He stayed the night.
We were intimate.
He kissed my scars.
He cried.
He said it was his fault.
All these cuts.
I told him it was my head.
It's not very well.
He said he'd help me.
He only makes it worse.
He hurts me.
And then kisses my wounds better.
But he loves me.
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esoteric | Tradley AU
FanfictionNo one knows. And that's what I love. There's no simplicity that makes it boring. Our love is esoteric, only we know.
