The words slipped carelessly out of his mouth.
They spilled out; as if they were a gushing, raging waterfall that couldn't be stopped,
it's waters flowing endlessly.
They created a puddle, that turned into a cold pond, then became a bitter, freezing
lake, deep enough to wade in.
The lake to her would only reach her knees, but as the waterfall was silenced, he felt as though the frigid water was up to his neck, ready to rush above his head.
Waiting for the cue to drag his helpless body below, to leave him under to drown.
To drown in his thoughts of her.
While she drowned in her thoughts of the other boys.
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•THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU princessIeia FOR THIS IDEA. Thanks a million times.
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beautiful - r.lupin
Fanfiction"she's not beautiful, she's death." "no, she's perfect." {remus lupin tries to get the girl that is so far over the mountain in thoughts of boys all the while drowning in his thoughts of her //dedicated to @princessIeia, ty for the idea
