Blindfold

Written by Jacob Ibrag Big hand on the clock strikes three as she wakes and slowly wipes her tears away. Eyes try to adjust to the darkness and yet all she sees is him and his knuckles. It shouldn’t be like this. It’s been years since he’s last touched her face. It’s been years since […]

via Blindfold — Eyes + Words

About taurusingemini

All I have to say, I've already said it, and, let's just say, that I'm someone who's ENDURED through a TON of losses in my life, and I still made it to the very top of MY game here, TADA!!!
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