The Rain On Monday

Written words are the only thing my mind can find ease in.


85. Let Down

I remember that first and last conversation we had.

"Do you still think I'm beautiful? With all these gaping

mouths and their razor-sharp teeth lining my forearms?"

I anticipated your answer, but oh, was I let down.

"When did I say that I thought you were beautiful?"

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