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I’ve been in this damn desert for four days now. And not a single trace of her anywhere. Well, no physical trace of her anywhere. And yet, I see her everywhere. She haunts me.
phew
“Prove it,” I repeat, voice quiet. “Hate me enough to make me want you.” I cup her jaw, feeling her eyes burning into mine. “Ruin me.”
daaaaaang
“Have you been practicing that little line?” I drawl. “You know, for when I inevitably found you? Or did—” Her fist finds my jaw. Hard. I don’t even have time to react, to dodge, to do anything other than take the blow as it whips my head to the side. “No,” she answers sweetly, “but I have been practicing that.”
hot DOG
Every piece of him perfectly in place, exactly how I’d left him. The sight of him so preserved, so seemingly the boy I came to care for, feels like a taunt. Like a mockery of every moment that amounted to nothing.
writing is SOLID
He chuckles darkly. “Aren’t you entitled for a criminal.” “And aren’t you righteous for being no better?”
DAMNNNNN
I don’t remember loving him when he was alive. But now? Does death divulge deep-rooted devotion? I can’t seem to differentiate grief out of love and guilt out of the lack thereof.
bro this writing is GOOD
I tuck a wavy piece behind her ear, running my fingers down the short length of it. “You don’t regret it?” She shakes her head, her smile sad. “No.” “Good,” I murmur. “Because I’ve always had a thing for short hair.” “Oh, really?” She laughs as I sway us in a circle. “It’s true. Among other things, of course.” I shrug a shoulder. “Short hair. Ocean-blue eyes. Twenty-eight freckles. And”—I pause, examining her with a tilt of my head—“how tall are you?” She blinks in confusion. “Umm, about five and a half feet?” “Five and a half feet,” I continue evenly. “The terrifying ability to kick a man’s
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awwwww
“I think I would fall on my sword if it meant you mourned me,” he breathes. “And it’s terrifying to think you hold that much power over me.”
damn
Because wherever I love, people die. And I’d rather love him silently than mourn him loudly.
<3
His eyes flick between mine, and it’s a struggle to not throw myself into his arms. “You are my proof of a paradise,” he murmurs with a quick flick of my nose.
<3
Nothing could have prepared me for the words that fall from his lips. Not even a real damn Psychic. The ring sparkles against the black velvet it sits within. “You are to be my bride.”
knew it but it was still unbelieveable regardless - lol i mean my god
And to think I wasted so much time trying to hate her. To think I won’t have enough time to love her.
god damn
This will be the rest of my life. Forced to love her from a distance. Mourn the loss of her each day. But I will. I will smother every emotion but the one that belongs to her. I will love her until I am incapable of the feeling. She is the torture I may not survive.
dang
