Delicate Scars
I was going to ruin her. I knew it the moment I laid eyes on her. She was too naive, too innocent. I would wrap her in the darkness of my world till she no longer craved the light... only me. I should walk away, leave her clean and untouched... but I won't. I hold her delicate heart in my scarred fist and I have no intention of letting go. *** It all started with a book... doesn't that sound crazy? For your entire world to come crashing down around you over research for a book? But that is what it felt like the moment I met him. My world tilted. Nothing made sense any more. I only know he became like a drug to me... and I shook with need till my next fix.