She interrupted him
Mid sentences
By leaning over the table, running her hands through his hair
"You've cut it" she commented, pulling at his now shorter hair.
An idiotic comment considering he's cut it a hundred times since they last saw each other
"I liked it better long" she noted as if her words meant a thing.
Or maybe they did.
He looked at her eyes, focused on his hair. Her long delicate fingers through his short brown hair, he whispered "I miss you" and he lent forward, "I'm sorry" she said, it's something she should have said years ago, "I've always loved you the most" her words barely a whisper and she lent in to him, to his lips, to the place where she should have always been all along.
2.
and for once the darkness was comforting i used to be scared of the dark, the stillness, the silence scared of the monsters who hide in the...
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Sometimes I feel like I'm getting worse again. Worse and better at the same time. Worst in the sense I want to die. Maybe more than ever...
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the sound of my bag is loud as i place it on the floor the chair legs scream as i drag it out from under the table if you would only look ...
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the cold wind blows but the suns somehow warm my head says be in it but my heart is all torn the hesitation in your voice the sweet smell of...