Though, realistically, Clay would be burnt before he could get a kiss. So here it is.

a serpent lives somewhere inside my ribs between my solar plexus and my sternum. so i end up poisoning everything i want to sink my teeth into. it’s just that i don’t know how to love without crushing something in my palms; it’s just that i don’t know how to love how to be enough.

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sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can't forget someone and it's hurt. like a shadow, he is still somewhere in your life. he is into you, lost in your soul, always in your mind and you can't forget the feelings of his lips against yours, his body so close of your skin or the sound of his voice. although it felt like the right thing to do to left him, sometimes you feel so wrong without him, because nothing feels the way it's supposed to, nothing feels right. but with him it was a tragedy

l’amur