I had a bad habit i ache for things which are bad for me, which destroys me in the end, and as much as I know she's my fucking walking talking death, and yet still i wanted to indulge her in, eat her all and make her flow through my viens with every...
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•♪Kᴇʟʜᴀɴɪ - (ɢᴀɴɢsᴛᴀsʟᴏᴡᴇᴅᴅᴏᴡɴ)
My jaw tickles as i eye my reflection on the mirror, with no clothes on over my body, my eyes burns as i see the chain she gave me last night, which I had wrapped around my neck resting over my broad chest, my one strong arm slowly travesl up to make a hold on the frame of huge mirror as i lean over it with my eyes stuck on it, the musceles of my body tightening as i scan every single detail of it just reminding me of her
Reminding me of my little rabbit
My jaw moves as it is, it's of copper shade, as if dark gold the chain isn't so much thick but not so thin, resting on my skin with two pendants in it, it's a two chain necklace one has a round shape in which a rose has been carved, a circle shaped metal pendant which is also of dark gold copper colour, refelting a little black, and brown, it has a rose carved in it, and my jaw moves while my fist resting on near the mirror tighten, as i rememer how she loves roses but not normal, she liked white roses
She fucking love roses but not the normal one, she liked them in white, she like every single flower in white, just how much i know about her till now, she loves things which are rare, barely found but did she know, how her whole fucking self is rare
Her love for pomegranates and white flowers and that's how she fucking smells, like roses pomegranates and fucking addiction, my jaw moves as my dark gaze strike through the mirror as i eye the gift she bought me last night, from so money in her pretty little warm hands, she barely do something for her even in that she buys me a gift as a thanks for saving her life saying it isn't fucking enough
She's right because that's not what I'm willing to take in return.
I want all of her, just like she said to me, how much she owes me her life, but I want every part of her to belong to me, the ones she never thought i would ever wish to have.
Because it's not what it takes for me to get rid of her, stop stalking her, or stop thinking of her, stop haunting or and let her breath peacefully without me having my eyes on her.
It'll take me much more than this, much more she could ever think to give me.
My jaw moves as i eyes the other one, the rose carved pendant is smaller then this one, the chain of this one is longer then the one resting under my collar bone, which had a Latin cross symbol of Christ's crucifixion, and my jaw moves as i remember very well what she says about this lat time
"It'll keep you safe"~
But who the he'll is going to keep her safe from me, she gave me this thinking it'll keep me safe, that little rabbit have no idea there's nothing in this earth that can keep me safe, or I ever wanted to be saved, because me myself is enough to deal with all the shits around me, my life and death all are in my hands, but now it's been hanging in a thread my morals my rules, all of it since the day she stepped in my life, little did she know that the one I'm supposed to be stay away from is the same woman I've become obsessed with, so bad i know very well if i ever die one day
