am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

Armed

“I want a relationship”. It used to be an expression of a geniune desire out of hope that he would say “Yes, let’s do it!” Now, it’s a loaded gun, a form of defence because she knows that those four magic words will have him walking backwards towards the door, hands in the air and eyes on the barrel, begging her not to shoot.

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