His ocean eyes bore into mine. The question still lingers, along with his hand cupping the back of my neck.
"Do you love me?"
I can't speak.
I can't move.
My tongue is plastered to the roof of my mouth the corners of his mouth tilt up,
"That's alright. I never loved you."
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Excerpts I'll Never Tell
RandomRandom thoughts and write outs in my mind, from mostly emotional times.
