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[kboo1999]

the space between

@bexshaneflufffebruary // rating: g // words: 512 Day #1: checking in without words

After everything that happened, they don't talk about it. He doesn't ask if she's okay. She doesn't apologize. He just stays. She just makes sure he's still there. Sometimes the line isn't crossed. It's just...stood near.

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[nicolekamaria]

Wander (Intro)

sometimes I want to feel it all. To devour my tongue in the essence of it. Then it all comes slipping away from me. Another hand is a thief. Robbing you of your hands. sometimes I lay and I wonder how my chest continues to beat. How my eyes continue to blink. How my ears continue to listen. sometimes i am afraid to smile. Afraid that the curves of my lips are a curse. A quick remedy without the long lasting relief. sometimes I wander. My eyes stare and I believe I can see into my future. sometimes i believe there is relief. that the sun would release all of my troubles. that the ocean is cleansing as I will put my face in it. the tears are like salt. my relief tastes like salt.