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“Why? Because you might believe me?”
“Because I already do.”
Fuck.My heart is beating so fast in my chest, I could hear it scream her name, over and over again.Azra, Azra, Azra…
“And you, what are you wearing?” she asks like she wants to change the subject.
I grin. “Still naked.”
“Gross.”
“Accurate.”
“You do sound like you’re still naked.”
“Trying to mourn your absence in peace. You're making it hard.”
She laughs again and I can hear her smile through the phone, “What’s hard?”
“What ruined you for the past two days.”
“Poor thing.”
“Devastated even.”
Pathetic. I’m pathetic.
Another pause and I picture her biting her lip, trying not to smile.
“Later, partner.”
She hangs up first and I stare at the phone, smile stretching slow and stupid across my face.
Yeah.
I really like her. Ireallyfucking do.
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AZRA
“Spiracle” by Flower Face
Present
Don’t read into it. Don’t feel too much. Don’t get used to kindness.
That voice isn’t hopeless. She’s trying to protect me, I know that. The part of me that understands, the one already shattered, already grieving. The one who still wants me to stay alive.
I just wish I was only her.
Not the girl she’s fighting so hard to keep from breaking.
The water’s gone lukewarm, almost cold, but I don’t move. I’ve been here for hours, my skin is tired of this. But I’m not, I love it, so I just sink lower, let it drown me almost.
My legs float, my arms ache, my fingers are pruned and shaking. The bottle’s half-empty on the marble ledge.Again. I’m drinking again.
Fuck, Azra…
