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❪ hand remaining right there, his eyes were fond and loving, like everything he left unsaid as well were held within the golden color. lips press with a small hum after. ❫ you could tell me anyways. i wish to know as much as +
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i .. ﹙ his voice is quite fragile, a tea cup settled upon a precipice, awaiting for a gust of wind to send it teetering over the edge. ﹚there is quite so much i wish to tell you. but i do not believe i could endure it.
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❪ hand within his now, he tried to give his hand a light squeeze. eyes trail back up to meet his. ❫ you don’t need to suppress yourself around me. though i know that’s easier said than done.
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i am fool.﹙ the wolf’s paw, great and warm with little scars adorning blushed knuckles, gently clasps over his. he draws it away, not without reluctance———clutching it before his heart. ﹚especially so for believing i could deny you.
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❪ lips forming a small smile, upholding the touch. he’d grown so important to him, though he wouldn’t trade it for even a moment. ❫ i don’t believe that’s true, you are plenty wise.
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you, i believe, are far more wisened than i could ever hope to be ..﹙ yes, there is respite to be sought in his touch which caressed as though his surface were cracked like that of a porcelain doll. he did not deserve this. ﹚
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❪ thumb gently stroking over his skin, touch the same as the words now leaving his lips. his eyes had grown fond, even whilst seeing the tiredness within theirs. ❫ sometimes you don’t need words, or there’s none to describe it.
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﹙ a reactive nuzzle into the warmth of his palm———more so, absconding within it. his eyes do not close but they do, however, grow weighted with a great weariness. ﹚ yet, i .. cannot find the words to explain what you mean to me.
oh, but i do. you are the only person i feel i can love as i once loved———echoes of dreams of romance, spun like a spiders web amidst graceful bodies becoming one in ballrooms with ceilings so high one thought of them the heavens.
i love you, deeply so. so deeply i feel that i was created with the intention of it —— to love, and to be loved.
but this, i cannot grant you.