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I can't


Every breath is another word that neither of us has to say we would stay their laying down for hours it felt so warm and inviting the thud of your heart on my back monitoring everyone of my movements responding to every inch of my body I felt your nerves as your tensed when I inched away and your grasp as you clung to my hips it made me feel safe but ever movement was calculated and every response so rhythmic as if everything had already happen and you were playing it back on repeat the warmth lost its heat and the shadows from your closet soon bared their head as they peaked from the edge of your past you felt me tense as I felt the burn and you felt me move as I heard the bang and I couldn't hide the shivers that relapsed the thought of your hand as it pulsed on my face as your mouth spit my name and smeared it with dark remarks and my hips now still as to not make your grasp tighter and my heart still as to not make yours faster and my breath stilled as to not make you mad I lay down quiet slowly responding to every thud your heart makes because that's the only sound that makes me feel.

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