A whimper.
A sound.
My breath hitches.
Desperation floods my veins.
Adrenaline.
Thirst.
Hunger.
Substance.
Ordinance.
The door.
Opens.
Closes.
Sounds.
Someone walking.
Nearer.
Nearer.
Water.
Taste.
A glass.
Hydration.
Kindness?
Refreshed.
I open my eyes.
I look around.
My vision is filled with his face.
Beauty.
Ugly.
His beauty is breathtaking.
His ugliness disgusting.
His eyes shimmer light.
His soul is dark.
Love.
Hate?
Hate!
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Love/Hate
Romance''I laid in the cold. For last 100 years. And be it a 100 more.'' ----- I used to be freer than the birds in the sky. Now I'm as free as a prisoner. My mind is my only friend, vivid pictures filled of no-memories. Different scenarios I play out. T...
