She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust.
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.And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anaïs Nin
Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.”
― Anaïs Nin
“Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.”
― Anaïs Nin,
"**❤**NSFW Content 18 & Older Only I dont claim ownership of pics I post unless noted otherwise that they are mine**
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
.And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
― Anaïs Nin
Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.”
― Anaïs Nin
“Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.”
― Anaïs Nin,
"**❤**NSFW Content 18 & Older Only I dont claim ownership of pics I post unless noted otherwise that they are mine**
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