i can't leave. i don't want to let go of you.
believe me when i say that those words are like music to my ears.
lost in the moment. ecstasy. everything i've ever stood for means nothing. and your yearning for security? for once, to be sheltered from the reality that we call life.
vulnerable. weak. uncontrollable. or is that our excuse for us to hide from la vérité?
perdu dans chaque bras de l'autre pour seulement une brève seconde.
and this is where its my turn to confess: tu me manqueras aussi.
E.
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