“But you…you’re the embodiment of everything I am not. And yet, here I am, crawling back to you as though I’ve left a piece of myself behind.”
He slowly lifts a hand, and I hold my breath when his fingers run down a loose curl.
“And it scares the shit out of me.”
HOLY SHIT MAK THE MAN YOU ARE OMGOGMOGMTPMGKOGMGOGOGKMGOGKGOGKGg
— Aug 26, 2025 02:51AM
Add a comment