I Miss
I miss the way he whispered my name, like the word itself was fragile and he needed to protect it. The way he needed to protect me. The way he could scare away the nightmares that plagued me with touch of his skin. His skin. The warmest thing in my galaxy outcasting the sun into the dark, sending icy chills down my spine, giving me goosebumps on every inch of my soul. It released ecstasy into me, heart racing, hand shaking, knee buckling ecstasy, it caused mine blood to run to my cheeks and at the same moment freeze solid in my veins. He caused the most blissful battle within me. He pulled me from the dark into the brightest, blinding light. It brought battles, raging wars inside my heart, inside my mind, but they were finally worth fighting. I could final stand up for myself, even if was just so I could reach his hand. I could push away the thoughts, the echoes of screamed insults and misery's bellow just to simply listen to the melody that is his voice.
Copyright © Serena Ebbs | Year Posted 2019
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