we met up at a bar on a weekday night. he smelled like soap and sweat from the shower and walk to meet me there. his light eyes matched my dark brown ones. we sat and drank and talked about a million things until we couldn’t think anymore.
i took him home with liquor under my skin and a sureness in my step. he took me in with a gentle pull and a quick smile i couldn’t resist.
i kissed his mouth with a heaviness from a broken heart.
he did the same.
he tore through my clothes like they were paper.
i climbed up him like he was a sycamore.
i pulled him close and he held me tight like we had forgotten what it felt like.
she is SIXTEEN
she also got shot in the HEAD and LIVED
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