screamindream
His hands took mine, and interlocked the fingers together with mine. His smile disappeared as he reached closer to my face, moving his other hand towards my back. Our hands woven together, lips woven together, and spirits danced together, intertwining like strings in a rope.
However small our thoughts and fears maybe, they always grow and become larger. It hurts sometimes to ignore them. Sometimes it's just easier to pretend they're not there. All it takes is for someone else to notice our thoughts and fears for us to become vulnerable. Even just a little bit.
She stood up in front of the crowd, without any thought. She sighed and started.
"Today is not for me; it's for you. I never meant to make those mistakes, but I never wanted to do anything in the first place. The pressure racks on, and there's nothing I can do."
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