She finds brutality in these pages. Hard words not woven or weaved. Simply thrown. Like real words they hit and punch and slap. It's ugly. She doesn't want to go on any longer.
All The books are about a certain animal violence.
It's not what she wants. not what she wants.
With eyes still closed more than half a sleep she begins to run her hands down. Warm and happy they touch each other beneath blankets and mumbled secrets. Dirty secrets whispered into open mouths. This is how she loves him. This is how she loves him. Still sleeping she kisses his neck. shoulder. chest. hips. the valley inbetween. Thighs. Hands. arms. Back down again. She breathes him in. Loves him. She sighs as if with tears and holds him closer. pulls him closer. This is how he loves her. This is how he loves her. There is nothing carnal about this. nothing mean.
And this is where their lives begin. Where their lives end. This is where horizon meets emptiness. Meets nothing. Swallowing light. Blackness. This is where they end.
Later at night, alone, in the cold and in the dark and in a sky too full of stars she shivers with a sob. This is where they end. When hasn't he been breaking her heart? Falling in love was breaking nonetheless. She's talking to herself, as if you were there, this is what she says:
"I never thought you'd live our dream alone. I never thought i would have to be happy to see you go. I never thought you'd be the stronger one. I never thought i could be this selfish. I never thought I could be strong enough to hold back from begging you." She's never even asked. But here, with no one to hear her and no one to see her she begins. She screams:
" Please don't leave me. Please don't leave me. Please don't go. Don't go. Don't leave me. I need you. I need you. Please, if you've ever loved me, don't leave me. Not like this. Not ever. Please. Please."
She's worked so hard to escape this vacuum and in the process has seen everyone but herself life their lives in different places. She wants to say that everyone has always left her. Physically or otherwise. Always left her.
And some never win her back. Take that as a warning, some never win her back. they never win her back.
(what a lie. What a weakling. This one, she's weak. They always win her back.)
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