He was just so angry, yet still, she looked at him like he was everything.
She craved his touch on her lips, her body and her mind.
It was intoxicating, fare too intoxicating.
It was so wrong, yet so right.
But he wasn't angry, at least not at her.
He needed somebody and here she was, so fragile and exposed.
She was everything he has ever needed in his life.
Everything he never thought he could get.
They weren't meant for each other, never were and never will be.
That is the thing about them, they shouldn't be together, but they will both suffocate without each other.
She finished his breaths and he finished her suffering.
They were everything and anything.
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