He was gleaming in golden light.
It was majestic. It was shining.
It was blinding.
There was an absence of sound but his light was deafening.
Booming in rays, he was my inspiration. He took my sight. Took my ability to hear. Can't even smell or taste anything.
But as I closed my eyes to darkness,
All I felt was red. He was blazing and incinerating in red. And there's me bathing in the heat of love. All hell but amusing and addicting. It was consuming my skin. Painful but addicting. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her.
Amidst the burning rays, she's there beside you. And you both vanished into the darkness.
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Emotion Speaks: Illusions and Aches
RandomA collection of short literary works about emotions springing to life through words of a broken-hearted writer, one-sidedly loving a single man through years of admiration. Mixed works of real and imaginative words, scenarios will always give you t...
