Figments || FIN

0.16: What Kind of Love

-Donald Glover (Childish Gambino).
-Picture belongs to their rightful owner(s). I do not claim it to be mind in any shape or form.

Sweet melodies rang throughout her ears.

The strings of the guitar tugged at the cords in her heart.

Her lips were parted and her eyes were wet.

White shirt bunched and wrinkled.

Skin visible and tangled in the sheets.

Taking in a shaky breathe, she licks her lips.

The plump lips that were once pink lacked their pigment.

Blinking back the warm liquid, she sobbed.

"I just wanna play you something."

Chill air dragging its finger tips along her skin, making her shake.

It coos and taunts her.

She shrugs it off, but it continues

Hissing and giggling and response.

Once again, she shrugs it off,

The sweet melody filling her up.

"I just wanna tell you something.
Cause you said it's not my heart
Even though we'll fall apart
Can't remember how to start
Little lies"

Coco finger tips traced a necklace that rested against her upper chest.

A nickname carved into the luxurious gold.

Fiddling with it, memories consumed her.

"What kind of love don't hurt so bad?
What kind of love don't feel this way?"

Why did it hurt the way it did?

Why'd it have to feel this way?

Why'd it make her regret every encounter with the one she truly cared for?

The purines of his vocals brought her to an end.

She simply broke down.

Her spine curled, caving into a ball.

A fist full of the dirty sheets balled into her palm.

On the edge, she simply cried.

Wondering What Kind of Love made her feel this way.