blackmoreremington
Temper flares, words get spoken, regret dripping from our tongues. I love you and will always love you, but my bad temper ruined the epic love that was between us. The angels sang for us, God marked my heart forever, but my temper, your temper, our tempers...collided, crashed and burned.
The residue that you left behind will remain with me forever. It is sticky, it is sweet, yet bitter. It is not a taste that is welcome, yet I can not remove it. Your residue, the one you forgot to take with you when you left without letting me let go. When you packed your bags, and carried on. The residue that haunts me, that no one can see. But if anyone were to kiss me, my lips, my cheek, the back of my hand, they would taste that residue and they would notice that I marked forever. They would leave, and carry on. Quite like you, only this time they won't have stuck themselves under my skin.
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