Break Juice
I saw your heart break the minute the sentences left my mouth, and I broke too. Your face held the most painful of looks, when my tongue spilled
I saw your heart break the minute the sentences left my mouth, and I broke too. Your face held the most painful of looks, when my tongue spilled
It’s funny the things that keep you on your toes… a slight but hidden caress, a tender look at an unexpected moment, or that text that floats in and causes your heart to tremble strangely but happily. They say you never know when it will happen, and perhaps that surprise is what keeps your blood […]
Don’t break me this time, perhaps a fair warning can do. I can set up a net to catch myself when you drop me from your skies, from beneath your darkened angel wings. Don’t scar me so heavily this time, I plead. Perhaps you can let me go unscathed and unjaded this time around… place […]
Not sure where we stand, things seem much more positive than they did a day or so ago, but still, I am hesitant… my heart is in my mouth and I am so very afraid to let go and let you in because you seem like the type that I have been warned about before; […]
I promised myself that this year I would attempt to shed my ‘nice’ image. I don’t mean that I would not be nice anymore, but that I would live my life to the fullest edging towards skirting any obstacles or any rules that could be flexibly interpreted. I noticed that, in the past, I tended […]
Warm and golden, the taste lingers days on from the moment. Welcomingly tender, surprisingly more enticing than expected… the heat flooded in, coffee-tinged, warm and delicious. Astonishingly sensual and now… feverishly anticipated.
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