#relationship insp

[sysiphian]

“Lie to me,” a heated whisper against their skin. Back against the wall. Cornered like a willing victim. The person in front of them was made of fire and the flames licked at them in the most devastatingly beautiful way, “Say you love me. Just for tonight. Just for this moment.”

[sysiphian]

A wondered if this was another dream another horror story that their mind had sadistically created, lovingly detailed to fit every infinitesimal dread. They had known. But also they hadn’t-not in reality. They had never been presented with the words. It had lurked in their mind, like a fetid shadow, a ghost ready to cut the strings. 

Mise en abyme.

B’s mask laid broken at their side, just like all the memories, their eyes an ice storm. Blase betrayal.

“Aren’t you going to shoot me?”