I didn't cry. Still haven't. Yet, and maybe because of it, my body craves for pain. A scar that leaves a trace of your touch. The consequence of my submission and lack of strenght. Something to hold on to forever. The eternal reminder of what isn't, never was, and never will be. Condemn myself forever to your will, and become the embodyment of void and death that stay along with your farewell.
ravenivy:
More love for this difficult moment 😘
hank_moody77:
@freyahz Thanks :)