>you will never lay on tanaka hajimes chest as you take in the delicate and deeper tones of his cologne >with one hand, he runs his fingers through your hair, with the other he gingerly holds you by the waist, tracing every inch of the small of your back >you will never have him take you by the chin and look deeply into your eyes >his voice like china silk tumbling down your back curses the day you were born, with lips curled at the ends >each denigration is more hostile and soul crushing as the last >he loves you but hes hiding his feelings and masking them with hatred >because he loves seeing the tears sparkling in your beautiful blue eyes ;_;
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 10:19:03 +0000