a whisper of words

it's a metaphor, you see.


27. chloe




chloe, she was a map. you explored her body like you explored the world. you fell in love with cities like her eyes and her hands, and her lips. perhaps her lips were paris and you kept a souvenir in the form of kisses. you visited these places so often that you had them memorised. if you ever missed her you recalled all the small details that made her whole, and pictured her in your head until you visited again. she was your favourite city and you were her favourite tourist. eventually, that city became your home rather than your holiday. eventually, she became your home rather than your heart.

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