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We Can Wait"So, do you want to tell everyone now or wait? We don't have to jump the gun if you don't want to," Felix sat down on his bed and looked up at Delion. The shorter rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, scoffing in a nervous manner but trying to look unfazed.
"I-I don't care what the fuck people think about ME. We can tell them whenever... But, you know, if YOU wanna wait, that's fine too," Delion's voice got softer as his sentence ended, and he gazed down at the floor with a scowl on his face. Felix smiled and reached out, trying to touch Delion's arm and pull him closer, but Delion flinched and pulled back. Felix's smile faltered and Delion looked almost surprised at himself but said nothing and stood frozen. His eyes were locked on his feet, and his hands were clenched tightly on his arms.
"We can wait if you want," Felix said knowingly. This was a big change for Delion. Felix couldn't remember him ever having a real intimate relationship with anyone, and from what he l
Just Because You Don't Get A RewardHe accused the courtiers of rusted
Unrewarded, they're treated with
Yet, depart plated in mist of
InfluencesThe backbiting purification of the gulf
Distressed suffering reeds
An otherwise busybody
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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