I needed his touch. I craved the sensation that would overcome me as he held me. His dirt brown eyes burned holes in my heart. Holes that could only be filled with his touch.

His hands left footprints on my body. Our DNA merged almost as if bonded by chemicals.

Everything about him called my name. Almost as if he was made for loving me.

His love shot my heart like those on achilles heel. Nothing mad me more crazy. I wanted to be loved by him and only him. After fourteen years of living, the dull colored world, became bright. The once grey sky became a thriving bright blue. He made life worth living. Once i had left the bright blue sky, i felt imprisoned in empty loophole of darkness. Life without him was one i did not wish to live.

i grew exhausted of dull skies, yearning for him. I was his. His girl, though he may not know it, I was his. He has cost me my job, but with him, i was like the titanic. Unsinkable. Indestructible.

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Her touch killed. Grasping for a Bubkes of air, her shackled to me like a life sentence. I yanked at the chains, trying to even grasp the insane concept of freedom for even a small second.

Her blue iced eyes struck my heart like felt mallet on a parading drum. Like an everlasting headache on a pregnant mother. The pound being so long, creating a mold for itself.

Her hands shackled my ankles. I felt like a dog aching for a bone, that was just out of reach.

Everything about her pulled me away. I refused her. She suffocated me,

She made life feel like a chamber of torture. She held on, and was bound to never let go. She refused to let go, after i told her no. When i first met the woman, she was beautiful as a rose in bloom. Over time our love became tainted with a fatal acid. Life without her was easy, and except i would never be able to experience this.

She was like the Titanic, indestructible