Particularly hazy, a skeptic's dreamlike state of mind
make sure you're still alive, that you're still on this earth-
-breathe.-
A ethereal god blessing your presence, moonshine upon their maroon cheeks making them that much more endearing.
A whisp of that unfateful breath, you find yourself trembling.
Void of a sense of belonging.
Extended hands outreach for the stars that seem to shine just for them, and you're incapable of counting.
You're falling.
Falling from... What?
-open.-
A silhouette straight from the astral plane itself forms into the already fogged vision, where although unconventional, the best thoughts are enlightened.
faint already
or rather
pass out.
It would be much easier than facing the consequences of this addiction justified as ..
romance.
-
Their gravitational pull only guided you closer, just as if time itself stopped in it's tracks
the sensation of it all was far too overwhelming.
Who had really been the predator and prey here?
-
Tingles ****** at the skin, eyes glaze over with a certain type of shine only a few could pinpoint.
the initial benefits would be similar to the queen in a game of chess
masking false intentions for those who 'support'
take advantage of the pawns as you pleased
to make moves of your own.
-
But you made a mistake.
You made the mistake of falling in love
When there was absolutely no intention to do so.
