You Own Me
#1 in packmates [13/March/2019]
#1 in crazylovestory [24/November/2018]
Taking my face in her hands she cups it, drinking in the waters washing up behind my pupil, crashing down like heavy blue waves with a fine line of white. Reaching down she presses her lips against my forehead, my skin burning with such a simple plain touch. Oceans can't even end the fire that's starting in my heart. "You are but..." silence takes over. "Am I what you want?" holding my face staring deep into my eyes, she sees right through my soul. She uses my own words against me like a snake it coils up ready to strike back after being pulverized upon.
The moon's mirage working to its very best pulling two twisted souls together. Maybe I had to accept she was just as bad as I was and maybe, just maybe, I'd love her. It's strange, isn't it, how we love what we barely know. A converse at the store, we see, we like... we love, we buy and take care of it but why do I find it hard to believe what's a 'maybe future' for us. I have none. Does she? Perhaps, but am I willing to invest that time and place that trust into what could be us? I don't know... not just yet.
Thanks for giving my story a shot, really warms my heart. - A. Smith