Written by Jacob Ibrag
Parting lips, she peered through
his eyes and saw what he was thinking,
‘after tonight, this has to end.’ Pressing
her tongue on his collarbone, she wrapped
her fingers around his neck and whispered,
‘how can we end what never truly began?’
Photographer Unknown


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What is a we when there is no us?
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Well done, Jacob!
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Thank you 🙂
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Reblogged this on JESSIE HYDE.
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