AFTER ALL OF THIS,
ALL OF THIS,
COULD IT BE POSSIBLE,
COULD I STILL BE GOLDEN?
.
in this moment
my heart tears itself to pieces
and i have never felt something
as real as sadness
but this is not sadness
this is
i cannot even fathom what
this feeling is
crawling slowly with long legs up from my
chest
into my throat
and there it stays
for i will not utter a word
as we part.
his fingers brush my cheek and i flinch.
love is pain, don't you remember?
after this, he pulls his hand away
as if i am broken glass.
my words are trapped behind the feeling
trapped in my throat
claws starting to dig into my tongue.
"then i am ready to die, louis."
YOU ARE READING
HURRICANE
Fanfiction[ larry; completed ] he was just a hurricane of self destruction, troubled by the ghosts of his past, devoid of the color that he once possessed. yet he lives on, walking with the universe on his shoulders...
