Mar 8, 2025
"I don't think I can do this anymore." Jake pauses. He lifts his head from where it is resting against her breast. He is warm wrapped around her. His inquisitive gaze pierces right through her in the darkness. She wants to smooth the creases between his eyebrows but he is already pulling away from her, the familiar warmth and weight of him lost to her forever. "Okay." Kate wasn't at all prepared to hear his immediate response. In her mind, her words are always met with anger and vehement refusal - not the cool, levelled tone and the soft smile he gives her. "Okay, Kate." twelve sad poems and a love ballad jake seresin/kate carter