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“Something about you, and who you are…” I pause, not able to look in his eyes anymore, I drag my gaze from his. Dropping my head, covering my face with both my hands because the fear I have of hiding myself and my feelings is finally filling to the brim. He gently pulls my hands from my face. “Baby…” Just that word, opens every ounce of feeling I could ever salvage. “Never hide from me.” I search his face, the water pouring over us from above. Leaning forward, I press my forehead to his chest. My nerves plummeting to my stomach because I wish I could say those words to better help him ...more
Desperate Run
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