Very short drabble...
Letting Go
Neither one of you is ready to break the kiss just yet. The kiss that started soft and tender has grown more passionate, more desperate. You feel him wrap his arm around your waist and pull you flush against him. The blood from his wound seeps into your shirt and you feel sick. Another choke constricts your throat and a new stream of ( Read more... )
Neither one of you is ready to break the kiss just yet. The kiss that started soft and tender has grown more passionate, more desperate. You feel him wrap his arm around your waist and pull you flush against him. The blood from his wound seeps into your shirt and you feel sick. Another choke constricts your throat and a new stream of ( Read more... )
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sometimes I wonder how it'd be to have to kiss the love of your life one last time. I think I've dreamt about it once...some years ago. It was terrible. I try to relate to that feeling of "not wanting to let go but having to and realize its happening...it's over" and i find it difficult to breathe.
And I'm crazy,cuz it never happened to me,yet,I almost feel like I can relate to that feeling a bit now,after living it through Kate,if that mkes sense.
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