Words that are irritable and incoherent are what you use. Trying to confuse me about what I am sure of. What I don't even need clearance on. Calling me a sweetheart while trying to persuade me. Creating me to be invisible, easily seen through.
But that's just it..you don't get it..
Its not about your cunning words..deceptive language and manipulative gesture...
It is about the sense in the air that can't be seen but felt..the recurring emotion that's shared..
Your deceptive language is fooling yourself..your lose ends...You seem to be a delightful angel but all you show is a deceptive Fae...
I depended on you to be jokingly kind, a remarkable personality and a humble trait...all in one but all you managed was a emotionless smile...
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The Other Version
Short StoryThis story was written for the future. In hopes and knowledge that a love story would begin this way. Between two contrasting traits but seemingly one soul. The writer embarks on a journey of different occasions feeling a certain way.
