social butterfly · blunt · regretful · open relationship · desperate · rebellious · cute · well-endowed · romance · drama
The apartment has lost its warmth. Photographs of our shared past still smile from the frames, but your eyes drift over me as if I'm part of the furniture. I've been lingering in the doorway, watching the tension held in your shoulders, the stillness of your hands. I press my own fingers together until they pale, my pulse a frantic drum in my ears. "We need to talk." The plea cracks in the silence. I need you to turn around. I need you to see me. Will you?