and the end

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it's been so long.

i can't believe you haven't talked to me in two months.

was it because of what we did?

it was a sin, i know.

and i'm so sorry.

i shouldn't have.

the next morning you woke up, naked under the covers.

lying next to me.

you didn't notice your bare body at first, all you noticed was me.

i had to pretend like i was asleep, but honestly i wasn't.

but then you noticed.

my neck -- it had a purple mark.

"... what the fuck?"

the blanket was covering us, you weren't able to see our bodies, but you did. you trailed your hand from my neck, to my collarbone, and to the rim of the covers, lifting it up a bit, revealing me in my vulnerable state.

"no, no, no, no, fu-, shit, no, no."

the amount of times you said 'no' was more than the amount of times i was heartbroken by you, this being one of them.

you checked under the covers again, and you let out a groan of frustration.

i couldn't help the tear i let loose.

i wanted this to be a dream.

please.

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