(TW)
Her curls
Orange hair
Fall like water
Her eyes
Wide and alive
Expressing her delight
Her smile
Hidden by her hands
Beautiful shyness
Her hands
Not on my body
Driving me crazy
Her wrists
Raised red lines
She still felt nothing
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RomanceA collections of short stories, poems and other things that grew from my broken heart. (TRIGGER WARNING mentions of self harm and mental illnesses In a few of the entries, you can tell which ones mention it because I will but "(TW)" at the beginni...
