Shades of Wrong
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Última publicación sáb, dic 20, 2014
"Then what are you afraid of!?" He yelled, staring at me contemptibly.
I hesitated for a moment, "you... You! I'm afraid of you."
I looked down and I felt his warm hand pull my chin up so I was looking directly at him.
"You want my two cents Lily?" I nodded.
"I don't think your scared of me, in fact I think I'm the only person on this earth that makes you feel safe. But what I do know is that your afraid of what happened last May, your afraid that I'm gonna leave and your afraid that one day all of this! Will be over. But you know what, fear is stupid, and so are regrets." He whispered.
But he didn't have to talk loud for me to get what he was saying because his actions were even louder.
He kissed me hard and I kissed him back. It was like the end of an era that lasted my whole life.
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