No matter how many knives we put in each others backs, we'll have each others backs, because we are that lucky.
I know I'm bad news. I saved it all for you. You give me that look, and I know exactly what it means. Hold me down and love me, because I'm no good at it. You blew me a kiss, and I couldn't catch it. It flies by and lands on someone else's heart, seems that I'm a jinx in general.
It was always for you, the way my breath escaped from my lips to yours, and our tongues had quiet music to dance to. These are all of my secrets exploding into fireworks in front of me. Your hands trace my skin leaving me with goosebumps as you memorize every inch of my body. You kiss my scars, happy that they will never leave my flesh, and happy that I will never leave you. We lay in bed clinging to each other knowing that this is exactly where we need to be.
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