It was simple, really, how he wanted to make things be. He was someone, looking for a victim, and the victim he found, was looking for someone to hear her. At night, you sit alone, and you may be crying, or fighting a battle no one knows of... but, he knows. He watches her, and he tries to understand her... After all, he was just a guy that lost his soul, trying to look for a way out of his torture.
And he got himself into another mess... also dragging her with him.
She was silently crying, and he was always there to listen... But, the didn't make him any less heartless.
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-Melody S.
❝The way you're looking at me right now
makes me wonder where you want me.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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