That night I found it quite difficult to sleep. Many questions ran through my mind. Why did this guy choke his lover to death? What is his name? Where is he from? How did this journal land in my room? those were some of the many things I terribly wanted to know.
And so I decided to page through the journal in hopes of finding more information about its owner. But soon enough one particularly neatly written passage catches my attention. A quotation centred in the middle of the off-white sheet. It read as follows:
"I feel your gentle breath
Caressing my skin
Teasingly seductive
Passion it is you radiate
Sultry kisses wandering
Fluttering and slow
My body bewitched
Quietly providinh an answer to your question
We seek in eachother
Alluring assets
And in our togetherness
You too, can taste love
In entaglement bound
Rising higher up the throne
Heaven reaches in
Love dance for two."
And from that moment on, I knew.
This wasn't just a diary.
These weren't just words.
I am reading a journal belonging to a beautiful mind that is slowly, but most definitely, losing its sanity.
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Fanfictionand at the end of each day he would write "all the love" as if he knew someone will eventually read it. His journal. In where he had written down the darkest demons that possessed his mind and the most blissful memories that ran through it. "Born to...
