His arms were soft and warm around me, gently clutching my body to his black-cloven form. His heartbeat was lush in my ear, constant and comforting like the tick of clock that'll never stop, like the roar of a distant waterfall.Curling closer into the snug concave of his arms, i uttered a sigh pure in its contentedness before burying my nose in his shirt, inhaling the soft scent of cigarettes and cologne as i looked up into gorgeous ice blue eyes. A joy so great it jumped in my chest like rain bouncing off a tin roof arose at the realization of the pure reality of this sweet, stolen moment in time, so treasured, so impossibly longed for surely it could not exist. I want to absorb him, inhale him, inject him into my viens like heroin, know everything about him, take him into me so i would never have to let him go. Because after his embrace, without this warmth, the world will be unbearably cold and empty.
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HAAATE. D< why did i even post this? the ending is... akward.
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THE ENDING ISN'T AWKWARD.
I think it fits. It shows the need of the narrating character, for the other person. It's beautiful.
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Awww. That sweet, in a striking way. I love this part:
"I want to absorb him, inhale him, inject him into my viens like heroin, know everything about him, take him into me so i would never have to let him go."
The heroin part really stuck with me because love is that dangerous, enticing, addicting.
And also this part:
"A joy so great it jumped in my chest like rain bouncing off a tin roof..."
Very original and a vivid comparison!!! Great work
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