"What is small, red, triangular?"
His hands. His fingernails covered with black nail polish. Black nail polish that looked like tar. He was holding a wooden pencil and a notebook I had given him for his birthday two years ago.
"You know I hate this game"
"Just guess"
His eyes. His blue eyes. Blue like the Atlantic Ocean on a summer August day. He watched me. He looked at me as if I was something that doesn't exist.
"It'll probably be some deep shit, huh?"
"You're ruining the whole atmosphere"
His laugh. His contagious laugh. Brightening up my gloomy days. His way of dealing with what he didn't quite understand.
"I have one for you. What's Australian, tall and getting on my nerves?"
His smile. His perfect smile. Like that light in a dark tunnel towards which you know you shouldn't go. But you'll do it anyway.
"Okay, you should know this one. What is eternal, intangible and unique?"
"I don't know. Surprise me"
His soul. His broken soul. Like a fallen tree in a clearing after a night storm. Not complaining. Silent.
"My love for you"
"I hate you"
"You know you love me"
His kisses. His sweet kisses. Like the scent of violets on a spring morning. Like dewdrops on the tall grass. Soothing my bleeding heart.
"Until death do us part"
His promise.
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Five.
Five words.
Five words that killed me.
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nine things || lrh
FanfictionHow did I get here? It's a long story. Will I tell you about it? Maybe. Certainly not all of it. I don't have that much time. But I will find time for a few things. Nine things to be exact. *italics flashback*
