xxlifeisworthitxx

the fire in my bedroom has not burned out.

you lift me up and i wrap my legs around you. you kiss me so that it feels like the first time and i smile because i'm safe here above the ground with you. you and i fit together like puzzle pieces. the way your chin rests on my shoulder and your fingers settle between mine. i wonder if you were made just for me. and before you came and happened to me, i began to think maybe love was for dreamers and i had woken up, but you've made something of a believer out of me. i can't believe that i almost lost you, that i nearly gave you away. i swore i'd be okay without you or anyone, but i never knew how happy i could be by your side. you will sl

the fire in my bedroom has not burned out.

  The glint of a gun flashed and faded just as fast as I saw it. I didn't miss the sound of it though, and watched red blossom on Kenneth's shirt as he fell against the brick of a building, sliding to the sidewalk. Everything happened so quickly I couldn't grasp it all, but I must've hit my knees. My hands fluttered uselessly over him not knowing where to land. The shot hit him in his right shoulder and he was pressing it with his left hand. My vision went blurry as I watched the skin on his fingers stain with blood. He stared at me, eyes wide as his clean hand settled on my cheek, thumb brushing away tears. I didn't even realize I was crying

"fix it." "how?"