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    city of angels-10

    Story written on January 27, 2007 by alwaysandforever.
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    who the f**ck is JSAS?


    Her eyes staring at the floor, like they were searching for the words to break my heart again. Maybe I don’t want to hear what she has to say; maybe it would hurt too much. But the thing is the silence is worse.


    “Look you don’t have to answer…I’m tired and I want to go to bed, so please.” the way her eyes dart up to my face, like she wanted to tell me. It’s only for a second, like she was ready to tell me, but instead she turns away. I can see it right under our tattoo, ours. Nestled against her hair, looking at me, reminding me of what we once had.

    “Um…the spare room isn’t really set up yet so you can sleep in here. I’ll crash on the couch,” her voice is so mysterious.

    I can hear the truth hidden amongst the cold words that slide off her tongue; she doesn’t look me in the eyes when she talks. She just stares at that far off spot that only she can see, god her silence hurts so much. It almost hurts as much as watching her walk away, her foot steps fading, god how I want to go after her. I want to tell her that I don’t care about it, that she doesn’t have to tell me. Then I see that girls hand push her hair out of her face, that smile she would give her. The way she would pause just before kissing her, signalling her to kiss her. Fuck stop it; just try to forget her, to forget those eyes; how they break my heart.

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    The couch is cold, hard and I wish that she was in my arms. That I could smell her fading shampoo, the soap she used to wash her face and hands. Her warmth washing over me, keeping away these cold shivers that run through my body. Her face haunting my dreams once again and it is torture to think that she is lying in my bed, just a short walk away. Her bare arms, teasing my every thought, burning in my soul. The need for her, causing my body to shake and I see that look of anger, of jealousy when she saw the tattoo.

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    1. I’m so surprised to see your update!! I’m totally in love with this one and all I did lately is coming every few hours to check your update. l love the story and especially your writting style, keep on good work and GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR EXAM. looking forward for your next update!!

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