twenty one
“ conference. ” _____________________________________ After our mid-evening romantic getaway at the orchestra, I soon found myself in a hot makeout session in the back of his car. "Jihyun..." I exhaled a long winded breath as he pulls away, his warm lips brushing ever so slightly against mine; a beautiful sensation that brought notes of despair, somehow. It was something about our love that reminded me of a black tinted diamond— everlastingly stunning, but with a certain darkness that was hidden beneath its splendor. I loved him, so much. But I wasn't sure of his intentions, and how he was so incredibly obsessed with my every being. But I knew his love for me was so real, the imagery of it sending me to an abyss of channeling angels. It resembled a pure, midnight glow, the dew of a mor
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