Things with Rex are the same, stalled in a box. Which is ok. I am in no rush right now to do anything except make dinner.
Bastian and Kesari are coming over tonight to eat with us and it will be the first time since... that we've been together and eating. Used to do it a lot but with jobs and such, we don't.
Bastian and my son get along a lot better than any of the other kiddos. I think because they both want to play games.
I have a lot to do before dinner. All I want to touch on is this:
Escape comes in many colors. And if you asked, I'd have to think.
Pressed against a cold wall, wrists held down, the only sound is harsh ragged breathing behind me.
"I need you."
A whisper soft through the jagged sounds.
And I stop fighting, breathe. My wrists aren't pinned as hard and I slip out, turning to face him.
"Then why not tell me?" I whisper back and the darkness caresses my face, smearing a mixture of tears and dirt across my cheek.
The darkness comes and breathes across my neck, running up my jawline, down the nape.
"How could I?"
And I breathe, reaching slowly to touch the darkness and it touches me back.
Deep blue eyes stare back out and we fade to black together, a mess of black silk smoke and ahh.
Wtf brain. There's more but I need to cook.
Anyway.
As Always and never
S
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