#finitext

UR SO GORGEOUS A A A A A

@minteyed @ryuhyunn @felishcir @conseille

COMPLETED.

                                                                              FIVE TIMES.      

[deleted]  warren  :     in the event of everything  –  you should know that your hands may tremble as you draw a story of us. all the graces and love will not wither but will seem it in unsure, unsteady lines  –  it does not diminish the past although it may seem like it.

[deleted]  warren  :     you should know that you can still take solace in your memories. you can be sixteen and count the specks of dust between our mouths illuminated by a sun we don’t understand.

[deleted]  warren  :     i could spend forever counting the freckles on your cheeks and run my fingers over every inch of your skin.

[deleted]  warren  :     warren. warren graham. i want you to know that i am now, as i will always be, hopelessly, irretrievably in love with you.

[deleted]  warren  :     thank you so, so much for loving such a fuck-up like me.

                                                                         2AM DRUNK TEXT.

[sent]  warren  :     do you think. memes have feeling s  ???  

[sent]  warren  :    like that one fro g ??  

TELL ME WHY YOU ENJOY WRITING WITH ME || Accepting!

Lol um please if I was on DONTNOD’s staff I would make u hate a character and then stuff her character development into five seconds before murdering her.

plot twist: am I talking about vic or rachel lolol.

     the wake will go on for months  ,  no  ,  years  .  the body will be left  ,  slowly decaying inside you  . 

    stop showering because the way the water feels is too much like his fingers running through your hair  . it will feel like all the leaves have died but they can not fall from the trees  --  your breath will catch  ,  waiting to be released

    there will be a tornado in your throat as you try to un  -  learn the definition of     ‘     I love you     ’     as if that were possible  .  

                                                      it will be like trying to imagine a new colour  . 

                               you will write out all the letters you wish you had sent  --  and burn them. 

                                                             the ashes will be bitter to the taste  .  

    you will remind yourself that this is for the best  ;  that you are incapable of protecting him  .  every time you do  ,  your mind will try to convince you that you are wrong  --  but you will stay silent  ,  because he asked for this  :  

                                          open the windows  ,  he would have wanted them closed  .  

    smash the records  ,  break the radio  ,  drown out the sound because he can't sleep without noise  .  you can't sleep without him but it's better to fill the still air with nothing than risk a song you loved that he loved  . 

                            hide the pictures and try to make the rain sound like anything but his voice  . 

    i know empty and alone are not the same thing  , and i know anger only comes after loss but have i ever told you that sometimes i dream of you and that i don't trust myself to not fall in love again  ?  you told me such beautiful lies and wrapped them in bows and i guess i believed them because i wanted to believe nothing that beautiful could not be true  .  and that you would never lie to me  .  

                   now all i seem to do is hold nothing but myself in white knuckles and clenched teeth  . 

    i sometimes wonder if you're too much like me  ,  if you are waiting for the rain to apologise or if you're just burning old photographs to wear the ashes around your neck  .  

    and i remember kissing you felt like swerving into oncoming traffic  --  but i have no doubt that if my hands could talk  ?

                                                               they would only speak of you  . 

    i still sometimes spend all day in bed  ,  i leave the lights on  (  you would have wanted them off  .  )  and try to tell myself that if you were to come back you would have done it already  ,  and i have cried entire oceans into existence over you  .