Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎always

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three shots of whiskey, are you on your way?

The song played. She felt her breath hitch and she stumbled out of the bar. She sat down on the steps and she started sobbing in her hands. She heard somebody come out behind her. She wiped her tears away and looked up.

He was having the same reaction, he hid his face in his hands and slumped down next to her, but he didn't know it was her. He looked up and over to her and both of them stopped breathing.

It's like they thought in parallel, because he leaned in and she did too. She kissed him and felt them connect again.

We'll always wind up right back where we are, playing roulette with our hearts and blowing smoke rings in the dark, we'll lie and swear we're through, the lonely drunk and deja vu.

The song played inside and they both pulled away and smiled. "Come back to me," He whispered.

"Always."