Pomegranate juice reddens skin under nails and we lick a trickle of sourness from our lips. His kindness capped my oxygen and i pushed him away and gasped for air. Love in a hopeless place.
Taped to the wall while others stare and whisper, i try to think of the ways in which I could make it out of this story alive.
A bee stings his companion when he flies off to a distant flower and immediately regrets this violent show of emotion.
Did you?
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insane.
good insane?