I love you.
I can't say I don't.
You know I do.
But it feels like I'm always the one reaching out to you.
Do you really love me?
Are you sure?
I reached my hand into the drowning dark surrounding my vision. My hand grassed something smooth. I softly twirled the long light brown strands of hair between my fingers. She let out a small content sigh, cuddling closer into my chest.
Maybe... Just maybe;
She does care.
We'll be ok.
Or so I thought.
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Our Vows
RomanceVows between a lost soul relentlessly chasing his own sanity, along with the one they have fallen head over heals in love with.
