She was sitting in her black lace underwear staring into his honey brown eyes, he was the whole world to her, her first taste of love.
The way he looked at her, is that if she were to disappear so would his world, instantly.
Although he swears his love to her, every night he lies with another. He knows it’s wrong but he doesn’t stop, he feels she’s too perfect for him, he’s not worthy. Yet he can’t let go of her completely she’s the sun, and the only light left for him.
She is still looking at him, she knows what he does, his eyes never lied to her not then not now.
So from under the pillow she pulls out a knife.
“Kill me already” She gives the knife to him.
“Living like this… i’m already dead.”
The best way to get to know a person is not by what they say about themselves, but what they say about the world, people and everything else. So if you want to get to know me there is no better way than just simply reading my work. It’s the window to my soul.