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sunday kisses.

Here we go again,
trying to explain why we always wanted more than two easy fucks and water stains on our coffee table.


I wanted love and you wanted me to sparkle without wanting to explode.
Without bursting into tears. But you love me too, I truly believe that.
Sometimes the only thing that could find it's way into my ear drums was you whispering smooth words like 'everafter', and 'machine'.

I take comfort in honesty, and you really know how to hold my hand like you aren't going to disappear one day when I've lost a little weight and get cold during hot summer days.
When maybe my mind starts to go and I cry for my father every night because I'm jealous of our own child.

I worry about these things, you know.



It's smooth like paper and cold like death in the air, wishing to be free again. Tonight we are silent and I just want to lay my head on your chest and cry because I don't know what is right.
I don't know what is wrong.





I know we couldn't move mountains if we tried, but cotton bedsheets are softer and much more satisfying.

I'd always rather be with you.

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  • MelodiousDreaming
    November 2
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    Wow, I'm really in awe of your ability. You have such a great talent, I look forward to reading more from you


  • heiress
    October 19

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    very emotional, not awkward at all

    why do we have to explain what we want, why can't it just be? whispered words seem to ring the loudest in our ears, and we hope honesty will hold it all together. Wishing to be free of the burden of having to figure out if it is wrong or right, why can't it just be? Sometimes moving bedsheets is enough.


  • Denerica
    October 2

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    I like your honesty and truth, you share them the way emotions would be with all you have had to endure, I see a beautiful heart and would love nothing more than the father of your child to get it together, I know you are both young, but still nothing like that strength of both of you being in right standing, and that you feel loved in the time of your loss, I hope your baby will one day soon bring you that brightness in your bright eyes and smile again...hope to see you live. Bless you dear one loved by the most High God and me. Excellent. Blessings.