kelseykaptur
Seething, spitting, dripping, licking, FITTING (into my neck.)
Can't wait.
We're on our way.
Couldn't wait one more minute.
Although I suppose I'll have to.
Can't wait.
We're on our way.
Couldn't wait one more minute.
Although I suppose I'll have to.
Can't wait.
We're on our way.
Couldn't wait one more minute.
Although I suppose I'll have to.
Can't wait.
We're on our way.
Couldn't wait one more minute.
Although I suppose I'll have to.
A one,two,three we launch the sail, and away we go. Hurrah hurrah, just the sea and a you and a me. Living on the wind, forever free.
A one,two,three we set sail, and away we go. Horrah horrah, just the sea and a you and a me. Forever blue, forever free.
How? I don't really know. I keep asking myself the same question. And I've realized how doesn't matter. It happened. My whole heart, my whole me, feels it. I missed him. I missed him. And there's nothing I can do now.
It was inescapable. The sound. You could hear it any where, every where you went. It pierced your ears. Quickened your heart. Stopped your heart. “Who was it this time?”