At the tender age of 16 Morgan Had spiraled becoming addicted to some of the same substances as family had turned his back on everything he had known love a foreign concept only pain in misery he had ever met the love that once carried him coddled him completely dissipated his family he hadn't seen in years he was alone as he had devised the Maestro of his own misery a master in self-destruction.
though in pain he found people who he had grown accustomed to as young men do they were talking and excitement eyeballing lustfully gazing upon women Morgan had no interest for he only seeked an end to his misery he was planning on doing it ending at all but then he was met with the gays of what he could only describe as an angel plucked straight from the Realms of God himself a beautiful dark-haired angel dressed head to toe black on black she was dressed for an erotic funeral
he approached but hesitated pulled back stricken instantly how could something so beautiful be given in such pain he thought to himself and then when all hope was gone she approached.
he had written cards spiteful joke for Valentine's Day as she grabbed one she giggled at the joke they locked eyes but Morgan didn't think much of it at the time being. As the night continued on they had much more time to get acquainted as he could see she had a little Fair but unfortunately unintelligent mistress upon her shoulder the entire night A girlfriend of a girlfriend kind of woman before she was unhappy and wanted a male as he learned.
he thinking he had no chance he wasn't appealing waiting for the opportune time to take care of business that was when he was approached by her later before the end of the evening where she asked if he was interested and he had explained his situation in the way he had felt and she told him that life is painful but you can cope told about the strength that she saw within his eyes in the fire and passion from his voice and that he had many things to look forward to but the darkness one day shall pass and in a moment of passion they locked eyes and he knew he had been stricken that she had stole his heart couldn't walk away even if you wanted to. As they gazed into each other's eyes the evening came to a close and he was forced to leave he wished her a due as he walked he wished her bye for now.
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Breathless (short story )
RomansaA young man how had been corrupted by the harsh world found the hope that he needs to cope with the pain that had led him down the path of self destruction and hopelessness of being left to find for himself.
