Memes : inbox ask ( @ppctts ) / ❛ people who love you for your usefulness don't love you at all. ❜
a typical jab to a wounded solider. A thought flickered, reminding him. Truth in her words were factual. However they laid with a poison that cut deeper. Seeped into his skin within a warmth that revived his senses to breath deeply. Maybe it was the after rain scent, the smoothness that cooled his lungs.
Lips smudged to a corner before a little turn around of his face, shaped into a distillery of amusement. She was right and he grew fond of it. “ use of gain, gain in use. Isn’t this how we always played? Isn’t how I’ve always told everyone. Nothing is for free.’ Expectations laid with a heavy favor, a swallow ones seem to choke on when they asked from a titan. ‘I never asked to be l loved. You gave that willingly, to me. I accepted.’ His voice was calm, yet it stung like droplets of left rain. Contaminate with the level of perhaps - regret.
