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CITM (acronym - slang/fictional)
A person, often in a romantic or familial context, who is trapped between two conflicting parties-typically someone torn between loyalty to family and their own desires or relationships. In this c...
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One thing about forgiveness it could lead to being tamed. Dragged into that person's life and simply being right under them. I loved it. I loved this man so much. I would do anything for him.
He slept peacefully as we both lay in bed. It was morning from his windows giving a slight bright of the outside. I lay in his arms. One of his hands was resting in his cast making only one of his hands wrapped around me but even so, I had his comfort surrounding me and I was enjoying it.
"Baby..." I called to him making him peak his eye open. When he peaked his eye open they soon closed and rested. He inhale and exhale for a second before looking down at a curious me who was staring at him. A smile raised on my lips as I admired him. Pac looked at my face and couldn't help himself by showing the same thing on his lips.
"Good morning," I whispered. "Good morning." He whispered too.
"I need a shower." He then told me. "I wonder how that is going to happen. We can barely move...well you."
"You gotta stop with the wheelchair jokes."
"You're right I'm sorry." I apologized making him roll his eyes. "I can make any bald jokes because well....your head is in a bee nest." I joked making myself laugh. I reached up to his head and trailed my finger over the patch that was wrapped around his head.
