I really forgot what being cold feels like.

Icy fingers wrapped around my wrist and a hot breath in winter lingers and never leaves. I’m not sure if the cold makes reflexes slow but all I did was breath out a sigh and you grabbed it all in for yourself. “Let’s go,” you say.

I don’t know. There’s a certain sort of hell that people love revisiting.

Posted 22 1 2013

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  1. revlovejoy said: "There’s a certain sort of hell that people love revisiting." idk what your context for this is but i just want to say: so true.
  2. lisieux posted this