even now, if you came back, and placed a blade to my throat, i would just thank you for touching me.
...
why do i still fucking love you?
YOU ARE READING
DROWNING
أدب الهواة[ larry; completed ] you made me gravitate like a moth to light and now you're gone, and i have nothing, i'm choking on my words, and i can't do anything but drown. © caumet
night twenty one
even now, if you came back, and placed a blade to my throat, i would just thank you for touching me.
...
why do i still fucking love you?
