Her-shiver
We’re a pair he said.
Birds and worms I said.
I love you
I love you too
Words are lies. Hollow, every one of them.
The first words, the pair words and birds and worms words, are lies.
Their meanings are not.
We were a pair. Like birds and worms. Sometimes, he was the bird. Sometimes, the worm. Someone was always hurting. Someone was always being hurt.
But.
It was love. Our love.
It was the only way how to. The only way we knew.
How to love, I mean.
But you don’t care about that.
You only want the more I told you about. More about my death.
It’s the only reason you’re still here. Listening. So, I won’t tell you. I won’t tell you the more. Yet, anyway. Because if I tell you too soon, you will leave.
I don’t want that. You leaving.
Then I’ll be alone.
Being alone is being dead.
I don’t want to be dead.
It’s cold here, where I am. You’re not here, not where I am.
But you are here.
You’re not cold though.
But you know why you’re not cold.
Because.
You’re not like me.
You’re not dead.
It’s so cold.
[A/N] Holy cow, I got a lot of reviews on the first chapter :O Wow! Thank you so much to all of you! Glad you're interested. Any new advice/constructive criticism?
