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Nov 2018
' for what it's worth i would give anything not to have to do this '
that what he spoke to me his eyes shining in that moonlight
he folded the coat and handed it to me
my coat
he kept it after all this time
it smelled like him like cinnamon,vanilla,leather,gas,beer and gun powder everything that was now going to fade away as he did
i saw it
that little flash of regret set in his face hesitation
almost
i saw the deep sadness in his eyes as he slowly blinked that mesmerizing beauty that shone through his broken mask he wore everyday trying to keep everyone away
but me
i never listened
oh no i never do
i didn't stay away i couldn't bear it he was never broken in my eyes he was him he was my rope that i gripped onto tight but now my  hands are so ****** and sore but was worth it every second
but he turned around in his biker boots and walked to his car his back was slouching and he was quivering slightly
'turn around please that's all i need' i whispered he drove away i stood there watching him drive away leaving all our memories for me to deal with
his car stopped and turned around leaving dust behind him  he jumps out and swung the door open
' get in angel'
Angel Carstairs
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Angel Carstairs  15/F/narnia
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