Miya May Anderson

He'll never know

I'm afraid he'll never know or understand that the grace of his fingertips and his gentle laugh could be the best high I'd ever feel. But as he lit my soul to flames I tried to inhale the feeling and he retreated. Leaving me fiening. I could only live on the hope of feeling so much beauty for so long before the fire burnt out. What was he scared of? To deny love is to destroy it. He'll never know though.
Mon, 30 Aug 2021 05:37 am
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