Each word delicately danced across your lips. Synchronizing with the beat of my heart. Their dance was beautiful yet painful. Venom laced through every letter, and as they danced, the burns stayed. Swirling blissfully through the costume I call my body.
I've grown accustomed to the surface burns you leave, but you've realized that all too soon. I've become the dummy to your tests. Each one is leaving me worse than the last. This time, I watched as the wild fire erupted inside of you. Burning with desire, this test would sure become different from the last.
Poison glids over the piercing edge of the knife. Glistening and inviting yet deadly. The whistling of the gentle wind made me feel at ease. She was telling me it's alright. She would hold me, and with that, she hummed her lullaby. You're smile growing ever so wide. Laying my head back, I threw out a low sigh. These tears then began to say their goodbyes.
She didn't even say why.....
YOU ARE READING
Short Writing Spurts
NouvellesI used to love to write, but I have recently wanted to get back into it. I tend to have little thoughts I want to write down. One day, I might write books again, but here's to a start. 🥂
