❝ ...and like the moon she had a side of her so dark, that even the stars couldn't shine on it; she had a side of her so cold, that even the sun couldn't burn on it... ❞ - Abigail J. A bunch of poems soaked in the moonlight Some are mysterious while others are bright Some birds die here while others take flight Some l...
"Your mess is mine remember? I'll always be here, no matter what" he whispers. His breath hot on my neck as I feel Goosebumps forming all over my body. His thumb suddenly comes up to my lips as he lightly touched them, making me close my eyes as I feel him tilt his head down and kiss me, sending a shiver down my spine...