{this is a totally, made up on the spot, in 5 minutes raw story. there was no re reading or editing or anything, this is one of those i just like to leave raw and unpolished. enjoy.}
Hello. This isn’t your typical love story.
This isn’t typical anything.
He was so warm when I’d touch him, it felt like his creamy tan skin was made for just me to touch and god when our skins touched it felt like magic. He was so kind to me and the month I was with him was nothing short of pure bliss. I wonder where he is now. I know that I’m fooling myself to think he still cares….
My name is William. Hi hello. I was shipped off to new yorks finest facility for the mentally ill. Of course I was there because I didn’t eat. I didn’t deserve to eat, I still don’t… the only reason I do is because of him.
His name was Gabe.. Gabriel. I prefered Gabriel, it rolled off my tongue and it felt like sparks if I said it just right. He was tall, but only slightly taller than me. He had coarse dark curly hair and I’d drag my fingers through it and yank as hard as I could and he’d let me. He’s kiss my body and tell me I need to feed myself, that if I didn’t do it for me, do it for him.
i still only eat for him
but he’s gone now.
only god knows where…. where he is.
