𝔻𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕤: 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

I sat in her room, gazing into her beautiful sleeping face while she slept. The rain poured outside and the wind blew hard against the windows. She always hated night's like these. Although she enjoyed the rain, strong winds scared her. It comforts me to know that she at least gets the stuffed animal that I brought her to comfort her during these storms. Her beautiful rosey features, her soft olive skin that always smelled so good of vanilla and flowers. My favorite thing about her was her soft pink lips that always had a slight pucker and puff to them. Those lips I thoroughly enjoyed kissing every night. I wish I had the confidence to tell her how I felt. I wish I could just simply go to her workplace and talk to her. But what would she think of me? Would she think I'm weird? Would she think I'm attractive? I mean, I'm an emotionless goth, at least that's what everyone in highschool used to call me.  

I slowly trailed my hand down her soft face and chubby cheeks with my cold, pale hand with the slight burn scars from my past abuse and the many old cut scars on the back of my hand. I often just wear gloves since the sight of my hands disgusts me. I gazed deeply into my precious dove's face and tilted my head slightly. "I know that everyday is a struggle for you my darling. I wish you knew how deeply I'm in love with you Lola. I don't wanna give you up. And I'll be 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻𝗲𝗱 if I let anyone else have you.''I muttered to her sleeping body while gently stroking her cheek. I looked over at her clock and noticed that it was 4:56a.m. Only two more hours left before she has to get up. I should leave and return to my lonely apartment but I've been here since 3:30p.m. I minus well stay a little longer. 

I laid on my side and gently pulled her body closer to mine without waking her and I let out a sigh of content while closing my eyes, inhaling her sweet scent.