The air crackled; pre-cum tenses – with unspoken tension between
their eyes; “please tell me you didn’t.” __—a silent pause,__ “well, I’d
rather not,” he replied, a hint of passive aggression lurking
beneath his own shy’s.
“Can we talk about it either way,” __—a silent pause,__ “absolutely not!
There’s nothing left to say; it’s all over, just like I am,” – he struggles
to find the right words to send her away.
“I refuse to give up, because giving up means allowing you to drown
in your own doubts– hey, it happens; but it won’t change how I feel.
Love is friction, but let’s not compare its love life to fiction. All films
are written, but our lives are _unscripted”_ –
"Let's just promise ourselves to talk about these things"
Nov 4, 2024
Nov 4, 2024 at 3:08 AM UTC
The air crackled; pre-cum tenses – with unspoken tension between
their eyes; “please tell me you didn’t.” __—a silent pause,__ “well, I’d
rather not,” he replied, a hint of passive aggression lurking
beneath his own shy’s.
“Can we talk about it either way,” __—a silent pause,__ “absolutely not!
There’s nothing left to say; it’s all over, just like I am,” – he struggles
to find the right words to send her away.
“I refuse to give up, because giving up means allowing you to drown
in your own doubts– hey, it happens; but it won’t change how I feel.
Love is friction, but let’s not compare its love life to fiction. All films
are written, but our lives are _unscripted”_ –
"Let's just promise ourselves to talk about these things"
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