The feeling i couldn't ignore got the best of me.
There i laid , with her in my arms , our bodies closer then i did ever thought, my lust was fulfilled , but not by the ways i aways thinked of
i had absolutely no feelings for the girl hwo is now sleeping , embracing me.
how had it come to this ?
"Maybe the alcohol helped", i thought.
she was pretty , angelical , but also , she was also someone i never though that wold be in my bed.
but there she is , or it is a ilusion ?
just one way to be certain...
whith my knife stabbing trough her heart , there was no cream , only blood , her skin geting pale , her body gatting cold.
t'was something i grown acoustumed to , the life of an assasin is not a noble one.
with that last thoug, everithing went blank.
i never waked up so abruptly, sweating cold , i look to my side. and there was she. , my wife.
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