i know i have to stop. but your lips feel so good against mine.
i know i have to stop you. when you look at me with clear eyes.
i know i have to stop myself. because we are not going anywhere.
but you.
you know i want your touch and you hold me. and for a small amount of time, i feel right.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Out of time
Short StoryÉste es el destino de todos lo pequeños escritos que hago, que son un poco más oscuros o dolorosos (no se asusten, a veces escribo cosas lindas también). Espero lo disfruten.
