YOU DON'T LOVE ME.
YOU'RE NOT MINE AND I'M NOT YOURS AND I DOUBT WE EVER WILL BELONG TO EACH OTHER.
AND MAYBE THAT'S A GOOD THING BECAUSE THINGS ARE NEVER HOW YOU IMAGINE AND HAVING EXPECTATIONS ONLY EVER SETS YOU UP FOR DISAPPOINTMENT.
STILL, I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER WHAT HOLDING YOU IN MY ARMS WOULD BE LIKE.
I CAN'T HELP BUT IMAGINE BEING CLOSE ENOUGH TO FEEL YOUR BREATH ON ME AND YOUR SKIN ON MY SKIN.
YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME, YOU KNOW.
YOU'RE GOING TO SHATTER ME WITH YOUR SILENCE AND THE SAD PART IS YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT.
YOU ARE READING
bring it! ¤ peter parker
Fanfic[oh, so you can save queens and pass algebra but you can't text me back? try again spider boy.] ¤°•°¤•°•¤°•°¤•°•¤ •peter parker × oc• •book one•