{Eight}
When you are not fed love on a silver spoon,
You learn to lick it of the knives.
-Lauren Eden
I wrote it down, feeling it was necessary to be written on a piece of paper with your name on it. And God she is right. So, fucking right.
We were taught it was not right, we still did it, just our way. Licking it of the knives.
It comes with a rush, it being so secret, so dangerous, so forbidden, but that is exactly what made it so interesting. Loving you. It was never, never boring, I loved every single second of it.
YOU ARE READING
I need you here, why are you not here? If you're not here, where are you?
Short Story''I keep telling myself you are not a villain; you are just a boy. But somehow, I am always wrong. Cause you are a villain, you stole my heart and left with it.'' -Chapter Six TW: SH Alcholism Depression
