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entrance
It was there in the darkness of his small room that he revealed to me, that if i could find the entrance to his heart that he would be mine forever. I accepted his challenge and swore to never stop looking until I found it. And as we laid in each others company and his fingers intertwined with mine, I knew that there was no way I was going to let this one get away from me.
principal
He held himself to a certain principal, he had his own code and that was what he lived by. There were no rules except his own. If you weren't with him you were against him. He trusted nobody, hardly trusted himself. There was one woman who had never let him down and took two to the dome for him, damn his mother was hell of a woman. She was never meant to get caught up in this bullshit. The bullshit his piece of shit father started but he was determined to end. He opened the drawer and pulled out a nine millimeter; tonight, he would collect what was debted to him.
holder
He was the holder of all things untold. And he held them with dignity close to his chest, covered his sleeve so no one could feel the pain that he felt, no one could sense the burden he held with him. as he walked along the sidewalk one step after the other, the weight on his shoulders held him tightly to the pavement.
pattern
The pattern of kisses that I place upon his skin. The scent of him lingers. Him- oh he is it. The ecstasy that we engulf ourselves in every time we are together. The flashbacks seem too real, his touch feels like reality. Replays in my mind time after time. The look in his eyes when our lips connect. The magic; oh he is my high. Lost in love not in lust.
duration
Duration- time. Too much time. too much time alone with ones thoughts will only drive one mad. Simply Mad. I'm mad. Simply insane with this time I have. Save me from my thoughts. Hurry.
duration
The duration of time that lays between us is never ending. it stretches as far as the eye can see with no signs of stopping. Is there a chance that it goes on forever? that there is nothing beyond that?