' ' would you love me more, if I killed someone for you? ' '
It was cold, thoughts of her kept me warm. It was lonely, thoughts of her kept me company. I had only seen her a few times, but she was-- to me, perfect. From her h/l, h/c hair to the specific hue of her e/c eyes. She was perfect. She only touched me once, reached out for my hand as a gesture of comfort, her skin was warm, soft, her hand felt so right in mine. Then she pulled away from me, apologizing for being unprofessional, worried that she had made me uncomfortable, and for a moment, I wanted reach out and grab her again. I didn't, though, as much as I wanted to. I reassured her that it was okay and we left it there.
I looked forward to all of the time we spent together, I hoped that she'd smile at me, the genuine smile that had only seen once or twice, the smile that made my heart beat fast, made my face warm, it made me want to smile as well.
I wanted to make her smile too, make her feel the same butterflies she gave me, make her love me, as I loved her i wanted to protect her from anything that could harm her, provide for her so she never had to lift a finger. I knew I couldn't, not being locked up and treated like a wild animal like I was. The thought, the desire to do so ate at me for days, I'd have to find a way.' ' would you hold my hands? The same ones that I used ' '
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