The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath on my neck. The warmth of his skin. To feel something other than sadness.

Hold me, I tell him silently. Hold me here. To this place. This life. Make me want you. Want this. Want something. Please

Autor: Jennifer Donnelly

The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath on my neck. The warmth of his skin. To feel something other than sadness.<br /><br />Hold me, I tell him silently. Hold me here. To this place. This life. Make me want you. Want this. Want something. Please - Jennifer Donnelly




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