He's standing here, right now he's with me. All mine he is.
Every inch of his perfection.
From his eyes I can stare into for hours, getting lost in my world.
His incredible mysterious smile shines light into my dark little world.
Giving me the tiniest little hope of happiness in my messed up life.
I used to think I would never find anyone as amazing as him.
I can't find the words to explain how I feel, but every time I attempt to express I turn as silent as a doe in the woods at night avoiding being the hunted and preyed upon by humanity.
His lips, soft as a cloud. Pressed up against mine taking my ability to speak.
Trying to breathe with his face in mine, I pull away just to be pulled right back in.
This is perfect, me and him, always and forever.
The desire for wanting to be with him every second of everyday kills me.
I never want to leave him when we are together.
But there's a limit to how late I can stay out with him, and I took advantage of that one time.
Never again will I do that.
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Expression
PoetryI don't know if this is considered poetry but its not a short story...
