on Wednesday, April 10, 2013

His words are soft, sweet and caressing. 

His breath tickles her cheek, her ear and her hair. His tone hums in his throat, like a melody that aims to seduce. He’s trying to pull her in, trying to make her believe.

Sugar, spice and everything nice – that’s what his words are like.

“It’s you I want.” He tries again.

Lies. Her mind tells her. All lies. You know better.

Yet, she feels herself slowly being pulled in, gravitating towards him and his sugar-coated lies like she always has in the past.

She smiles at him.

He is her sweetest mistake.

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