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For the broken ones who are in need of something dark, morbid, and beautiful.
Whoever coined the phrase “sticks and stones” is an asshole, don’t you think? Words indeed hurt more than stones. Thanks for trying to gaslight me out of it though. It didn’t work.
“What if waiting doesn’t work?” I whisper. Liam smiles easily at me. His presence is like an eerie forest. I want to stay for a while and sit quietly in his dreary gravity. “You let me know and I’ll hold you until the darkness fades.”
The fabric of our souls is thin—we’ve been wandering this world just to unite in this small corner of the universe.
He turns and looks at me with weary eyes. I feel that soul-draining ebb, that exhausting pull, the never-ending search we seem to share for that silly little thing called hope.
my heart...
“The Fabric of our Souls is thin and worn. We must be gentle and love tirelessly.”
