Beloved, I felt your sarcasm and the roughness of your tongue, I've never tasted a love story, nor profound emotions.
Yes, I understand that it is a game of sex molded with malicious impressions.
I woke up that morning feeling mortified and offended.
I tasted your bitterness, one last time.
YOU ARE READING
Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
PuisiMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
