Mine for a Moment

by Catharina Maura

I bury a hand in her hair, trying my best to be careful with her curls.

We love a considerate king

My chest begins to ache as he holds her, calling her every term of endearment I thought was mine.

Oop hi Serenity, I’d like to introduce you to my signature move called “the bolter”. It’s where you RUN AWAY AND NEVER COME BACK

I can’t keep running forever, but God, I wish I could.