Laying next to Thao on her bed... she is just a few moments away from getting a kiss from me. she is even closer to getting a hug and my warmth covering her.
Dread. Fear. It's harder... because I actually care about her.. I leave, doing nothing. terrified.
my heart wracking in pain. holding tears back. what the fucking hell.
she goes into my bathroom.. uses it then pauses.. I can see her shadow by the doorway.. she moves my contact case and organizes it.. and my contact solution.. and the counter... then she pauses... and slightly messes it up.
and I grow weary... my... How theists claim ownership over so much with no proof at all. Then ask me to prove them wrong. Then all proof provided, they claim as their own. A structure stands perfectly fine. The model sustaining itself.