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"I can't say I'll love you even after death for I will never die. I can't say I'd kill for you, because I would end up torturing them instead. I can say I'll love you for many years to come because we live forever. I can say that I'll always be here for you. I can't say I'll bleed for you because my wounds always close. I can't stay mad at you for a second, because I adore you. I can't say I'll live only for you, because if my world were to leave, then I'd have to get so many lung transplants and liver transplants that I would slowly be making myself into dust." He told him in a soft, unlike-himself tone, staring down. He had both hands in his pockets, head down towards the floor, not wanting to show his face.
Harvet layed there, listening to every words Vakkoui said. It wasn't like Vakkoui to come out and say these words, but they touched him, every word of it did. He then frowned and slowly raised from the bed his arms snaking around Vakkoui's neck. "Vakki, I'm sorry I got angry at you." He whispered and kissed his neck once and gently.
"I would change my looks for you so that the face that made you cry wouldn't make a tear drop at all. I would change my habits for you so that you'd still love me. I would sit in the rain for days outside our house until you'd forgive me and let me back in. I'd never look at another person with these same eyes that look at you so lovingly. I would sing you a lullaby if you asked, no matter how much I hate my voice. I'd tell you or read you a story for your favorite book or magazine. I'd learn how to use other words to tell you how I felt about like tease, love, Set, brace, attatchment, infatuation, rapture, rhapsody, respect, regard, admiration, adore, idolize, prize, treasure, cherish," He tooks a deep breath. "beautiful, attractive, comely, fair,handsome, engaging, enchanting, captivating, pleasing, suitor, sweetheart, admirer, escort, paramour, fiance`, boyfriend, steady, devote, thoughtful, passionate, amorous, affectionate, caring, and finally considerate." He listed, now clinging to him as he struggled not to cry into Harvet's neck.
Broken Road is:
A Clingy person.
Destroyable
Easily hurt
Easily Turned on ||xD;;||
Depressed
A BAD WRITER
An affectionate person
Journal
A Lost Child's last Thoughts
Hear the Grandfather clock doing it's chime to tell you the time.
Character is who you are in the Dark...
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