do we pretend these feelings don’t exist at all, or do we fall?

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                                                          let  her  go.  just  let  her  go. 

                    words  of  doubt   SCREAMED   within  the  dark  abyss  of  his  mind  but  he  was   too   weak  to  let  go.  her  words  held  him  captive.  he  was  a  skeptical  to  her  words.  something  like  a  non  believer  of   GOD   finding  light  at  the  end  of  the  tunnel,  just  to  find  her  at  the  end,  waiting  for  him;   bloody   &   smiling.   as  much  as  he  wanted  to  push  her  away   &   never  look  back,  he  cared.  he  cared  for  her  as  much  as  he  did  for  richie   (   even  if  he  didn’t  want  to  admit  it  in  front  of  her   ).   if  he  never  cared  for  her ,  she  would’ve  never  had  the  upper  hand  in  this  situation.  leaving  him  to  believe  for  a  split  second  that  they  were  better   TOGETHER   as  she  said  back  at  the  temple.  but  now  they  were  here  —  in  the  middle  of  a  dirt  road,  confessing  feelings   (   from  her  at  least   )   &   falling  victim  to  her  lips  locking  with  his  regardless  of  how  sickening  his  mind  was,  full  of  doubt

                    but  he  didn’t  pull  away  because  he   needed   her.  he   needed   her  to  silence  the  voices  in  his  mind.   &   dammit,  he   needed   her  to  save  him  from  himself.   &   for  a  moment,  he  allowed  that  to  flow  out  of  him  through  his  lips.  pressing  them  against  hers,   DESPERATELY.   and  he  knew  there  was  no  turning  back;  every   fear   he  ever  had  melted  away  from  his  trembling  hands  only  to  be  replaced  with  a  sliver  of   CONFIDENCE   as  he  deepened  their  kiss  of   unspoken words.   his  hand  slid  off  of  her  cheek,  catching  the  feeling  of  her  own  following  his  until  warm  tips  wrapped  around  her  neck.  he   needed   her  closer  until  they  were  as  close  as  two  damaged   SOULS   could  be.  not  until  they  were  combined  as  one.   in unison.

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                       prayers  that  should  have  rested  silent  on  her  tongue  still  screamed  up  to  the  sky  above  them.  a  thank  you  to  god  that ,   FOR   ONCE ,   he  wasn’t  running  away  from  her.  she’d  been  expecting  it.  as  calm  as  the  air  might  have  seemed  between  them…  this  had  to  be  the  calm  before  the  storm ,   right ?  that  was  how  they  worked.  she  tried  to  break  through  to  him ;   help  him  see  that  there  was  still   GOOD   IN   HIS   HEART.   the  good  he  was  always  so  set  on  ignoring.  and  he  continued  to  do  everything  in  his  power  to  send  her  running  when  all  she  wanted  was  to   STAY   BY   HIS   SIDE.   but  his  fingers  against  her  neck  made  her  jump.  it  set  fire  to  her  skin  and  pulled  her  even  closer  to  him ,   hovering  on  the  edge  of  her  seat.   every  second  that  ticked  by ,   she  found  herself   DROWNING   IN   HIM

                       the  confined  space  of  the  car  wasn’t  exactly  comfortable ,   but  the   LAST   THING   she  was  going  to  do  was  complain.  instead  her  fingers  found  the  fabric  of  his  shirt ,   balling  into  small  fists  as  she  returned  his  desire  to  close  more  the  space  between  them.  kissing  him  had  never  been  in  her  plan.  it  had  been   SO   FAR   FROM   THE   PLAN ,   she  hadn’t  even  known  it  was  an  option.  but  somehow  his  lips  moving  with  hers  felt  like  home.  and  she  never  wanted  it  to  end.  hesitant  actions  followed  his  lead ;   trying  to  deepen  the  kiss  and  test  the  waters.  but  when  she  felt  like  her  lungs  were  ready  to   CAVE   IN   &   COLLAPSE   from  lack  of  air ,   she  pulled  her  lips  away.  her  forehead  rested  with  his  as  she  panted  softly ,   unaware  that   ONE   KISS   leave  her  so  breathless  ( and  almost  lightheaded ).  the   INEXPERIENCED   PART   of  her  brain  kicked  in ,   asking  her  to  be  the  one  to  fill  the  space  with  words  and  end  the  silence.  but  she  couldn’t.  she  didn’t  know  what  to  say  without   RUINING   THE   MOMENT.  @guapogecko

 

well that girl


stand      up,     warrior.
you are not yet finished.
b e a t e n you may be, but broken? angels  have  fallen  from greater     heights      and
s  u r v i v  e  d.
so why  shouldn’t  you  ?

is long gone.


independent & highly selective kate fuller.

EST: SEPT. 9, 2016.
as told by lizz.