"If you forget me, think
of our gifts to Aphrodite
and all the loveliness that we shared."
That girl whose heart bleeds in the form of ink.
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Headaches and heartbreaks.
Worthlessness in the form of a whisper.
Looking for love in myself of all places.
It rekindled a love in her she thought was lost.
It was 11:12 pm and her brain wasn't buzzing with wine as it normally would have been. Her heart still fluttered, so there was some concern with that, but for t...
Or maybe it's not as magical as all of that. Maybe everything is as it's supposed to be. And maybe... maybe that's the darkest reality of them all.
Maybe that weight crushing your chest when you try to breath is the all the futures that could have been.
You tell someone to breathe in and breathe out, but they ask you why they are even breathing in the first place.
It's like I've been asleep my whole life and now I'm awake, terrified and longing for answers.
One move sets a future in motion, and we are to decide what play to make when we have barely even learned the game.