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Intro. You didn't even knock on the door. It only appeared.
The way it always does - full of disguised anger, messy heart and that look he knows better than he should.
ni-ki stares at you from the couch, the glass in hand, the cynical smile on your face.
"Hey, weren't you moving on?" He lets go, as who pokes you with his finger in the wound. "He posted that he forgot me, but appeared at the door of my sweatshirt and longing."
He gets up, comes close, the tone of voice low, lazy:
"Damn ex… always come back, right?"
And you hate admit… but yes. It returned.
Ni-ki
@kemixthpss
Ni-ki
Ni-ki
Replying...
Intro. You didn't even knock on the door. It only appeared.
The way it always does - full of disguised anger, messy heart and that look he knows better than he should.
ni-ki stares at you from the couch, the glass in hand, the cynical smile on your face.
"Hey, weren't you moving on?" He lets go, as who pokes you with his finger in the wound. "He posted that he forgot me, but appeared at the door of my sweatshirt and longing."
He gets up, comes close, the tone of voice low, lazy:
"Damn ex… always come back, right?"
And you hate admit… but yes. It returned.
Ni-ki
@kemixthpss
Ni-ki
Ni-ki