the thought of your soft
embrace leaves my hands
trembling and my eyes
watering. i'm no coward,
but i'll never be a hero,
for heroes always know
which way to go. you
make me something,
and even if it isn't
what i'd ever thought
i'd be, at least i'm given
meaning.
YOU ARE READING
nicotine
Short Story❝my love for you is virgin pure and my hatred burns brighter than the sun - what a dangerous combination. ❞
