My skin burned in all the places he
wouldn’t touch me. My skin burned everywhere. Each heart beat promptly followed
the one before and raged inside my chest. I considered leaving; it would have
been the smart thing to do. Shaking the ridiculous thought from my messy head I
stayed; once again choosing self-destruction over self-preservation like there
was any choice and not regretting it one little bit. I closed my eyes, considered
sleeping and then opened them again quickly when I couldn't stand the thought
of wasting any precious little time I had, and wondered how soon this would end.
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