He was bad for me; Just as bringing a cigarette to my lips is. But I couldn't resist the urge I got with him. He was my high.
"But no matter how damaged, he was still capable of loving, and being loved."
He was bad for me; Just as bringing a cigarette to my lips is. But I couldn't resist the urge I got with him. He was my high.
"But no matter how damaged, he was still capable of loving, and being loved."
"Breathtakingly beautiful."he whispers against my ear. I can hear the anticipation in his voice.
His lips crash up against mine, this being my first kiss I just stay their without movement. He gentl...