Cold Blood || jhs

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I tried my best to erase your words from my mind, the lifeless stare that haunted me at night and the gun at your feet that was very, very real.

I wanted to forget so desperately.

The worst part was that you acted like nothing happened. You greeted me with the usual smile and soft gaze, you even casually grazed my arm with your fingers during lunch.

Was I just going crazy?

Or did I get the feeling you wanted me to feel crazy?