She was suicidal and
sick to the bone. He
was a boy with a mind
of his own. He walked
around with his smokes.
While she walked around
with her body aches and
hurt. They stumbled upon
one another. That was when
he started flirting. He never
questioned her about the
sins her hands did. Neither
about the places where the
razor blade caressed her skin.
He only asked to marry her
and stay by her side till the
end. Till she's healthy and
strong. Till she chops off the
arms of her past. Till she
bursts in giggles and laughs.
And that was when he asked
for her to be his first kiss
while he approached to her
rosy lips* ~