Status: something a little bit different ♡
Coal Spines
forever.
"Nothing lasts forever." And you sound so carefree when you say it and you ignore the sounds my insides make when they clench and then tear like paper. It shouldn't feel like the stubborn rubber erasing the paper altogether instead of erasing the pen, but it does, and there is that grab around my chest, too.
"We'll last forever," I say in return, but the words feel like water slipping past my lips gently, fluidly, as if though they were made of translucent glass, "We will, Rhett."
Your nod, it is translucent, too.
"We'll last forever," I say in return, but the words feel like water slipping past my lips gently, fluidly, as if though they were made of translucent glass, "We will, Rhett."
Your nod, it is translucent, too.