"What's it like to be loved?" I asked as she
locked her fingers in my hair
and lightly tickled my
scalp with her
fingertips.
"Foreign," she weakly answered.
"At least you know the feeling."
She stared at me for what seemed to be like
less than a second before lightly
raising my head off her lap
and walking away.
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Fanfiction"Her lips, her hands, her words, and her voice were all too soft for her harsh heart." [Completed]