Entries By timeisoftheessence
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tires
He tires easily now. He’s getting weaker by the minute, sicker every hour. His face turns a pale yellow, his red cheeks stand out in stark contrast. His usually grey eyes are bloodshot and watery. Despite all this, he looks at me and smiles. “I’ll be okay,” he says. I’ll be okay.
Posted By timeisoftheessence On 11.05.2011 @ 11:26 pm
still
I sit still and watch his lips curl into a smile. I study his face, because I know that, one day, I’ll never see it again. His features will become a distant memory- the sharp points of his canines, the pink of his lips, the waves in his hair—they’ll be forgotten. While I can, I sit in the moment, drinking him in.
Posted By timeisoftheessence On 10.27.2011 @ 4:34 pm
playground
We waited in the playground at burger king. I watched his face change from annoyance, to joy, to indifference as time passed. He was tired of waiting, but felt an obligation to. SO, at BK we sat. Being the awesome teens that we are.
Posted By timeisoftheessence On 09.27.2011 @ 8:57 pm
pressed
I pressed my hand into the heat of his neck, flowing upwards through his dark locks. My hands were always cold. He is perpetually warm Perfection. And this is why we’re best friends.
Posted By timeisoftheessence On 09.25.2011 @ 10:13 pm
