You can still hear the clunk his ring made as it came into contact with the wine glass, full of red wine. The ring you watched him twist and bend and form from guitar strings. The ring that's on your necklace. Because no matter how dangerous Daddy was and how many times he hit or threatened you.
You still love him.
But he's gone now.
And
You
Could've stopped that.
YOU ARE READING
Into your veins
Random"I'm a disease." He whispered into her neck, "don't let me into your veins, pretty girl." But she never listened. "I'm a sinking ship." She whispered on his lips, "don't let me bring you down." But he never listened. "I need you inside my veins" s...
