SaintOfBadDecisions
"Sit and wait,"
and she will.
"I'll keep you here until you feel beautiful again."
""You're my home now," it was a prayer tumbling from her lips, a silent pact.
"But-" he paused to inhale sharply,"you'll have to pay."
But he wouldn't touch me back.
-Six Word Story
“How long do I have to wait?”
“I’m not sure.”
Because she wanted the world, time moved too fast to wait and he lived in a moment that seemed like it was never going to end.
Devastation is more than a feeling it's a state of being. A firm implantation of such raw emotion, negativity and the deep seated feeling that something is wrong and whomever the fault belongs to it's left you feeling sapped. Empty.