prompts
1) i kept praying to god , even when i don't believe in any of it , but because she did. i prayed whatever there was that, she believed , was protecting her, to actually protect her , to keep her away from me, yet funny thing, her god hates me so much as to bring her closer to me in every sense of the word. 2) i wanted to look away, i was shameless when i didn't and my heart wants to regret making a fool of myself but wasn't that bastard the one who won't let me take my eyes off? 3) crazy enough as i was after him , now he's going around taking swords in his chest for me . idiot . why doesn't he get how much it requires him to be okay ,for me to be okay? 4) has it been days? since we've last held hands? hell, i'd complain even if she wasn't for a moment , so yes, i'm undoubtedly insane at this point 5) why did he just take his eyes off me? i don't feel safe enough , ironically, when once, at a point of time, i would've wanted to gauge his eyes out for the exact same thing. 6) is that a dress? is that what she calls it? its a forsaken death wish that is bringing me to my knees and hell, to her feet. if someone had a dagger at my throat, my last would be to see the very sight i'm praying to commit to my memory , before i die.
