Alejandro
In the new silence that stretches between us, my heart barely deafens me. I am thrown so off-centre, I don’t even know what is real anymore, what is the true me and what are my fears.
All I know is that she holds my future and my heart in those trapped hands of hers.
It’s not even defeat when I say it. It’s a f*****g liberation. All my life I struggled with who I was, where I belonged to. Now that I finally know, I am scared and I hate it because it makes me extremely irrational. It makes me go against everything I fought for so long.
“It’s in your hands, my princess,” I tell her, everything in me shaking with fear that it might not be enough even if I am the one pinning her against the wall, not the other way around.
Her big blue eyes search my face, for what I don’t know,
