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When it begins…

It always starts with a love story.

It never starts off with the sadness, the fighting, the anger, the jealousy.

It is always sweetly said words whispered.

A flirty look.

A casual touch, skin to skin.

A meet-cute movie moment.

A first kiss.

A first fuck.

It never starts out with pain.

It never starts out with gritted teeth.

This is what scares me.

You never know if someone is truly good until they are not.

You never know if they are carnivorous until they take a bit of you, teeth on flesh, sinking deep, breaking skin.

When it begins, there are smiles.

When it begins, hands are held, lips are kissed, bodies held close.

You don’t know if they would hurt you until their hand strikes you.

You don’t know if they want to hurt you until you see their smile, your blood in the cracks between their teeth.

When it begins, the wolves still wear their human clothing.

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24 thoughts on “When it begins…”

  1. Oh my goodness! This was so poignant and lovely. Your soul just poured out in waterfalls. I absolutely loved this! Easily one of my favorite writes. You say you’re not good and you’re right. You aren’t good… you’re AMAZING, INCREDIBLE… GREAT!!!!

    Just feeling this song. I wanted to share with you.

    [Verse 1]
    You got the will of a wild
    A wild bird
    You got the faith of a child
    Before the world gets in

    [Chorus]
    You got some kind of love
    You got some kind of love
    (Some kind)

    [Verse 2]
    You got the soul of a truck
    On a long distance haul
    You got the grace of the storm
    In the desert

    [Chorus]
    You got some kind of love (some kind of love)
    You got some kind of love

    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind of love

    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind of love

    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind
    You got some kind of love

    [Outro]
    Can’t do this alone
    We need you at home
    There’s so much to see
    We know that you’re strong

    Can’t do this alone
    We need you at home
    There’s so much to see
    We know that you’re strong
    Can’t do this alone

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  2. All too frigging often, the mask comes off. I have never worn a mask, in that respect, but I know too many, male and female, who do so. I have taken a vow of never hitting a person, either physically or emotionally, and have kept that vow, faithfully. Hitting another person is debasing oneself. The life of a werewolf, or a vampire, is doomed to loneliness.

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      1. You ARE?????? Amazing. So happy to hear that.

        Take your time and make it great,
        And patiently we all will wait,
        To hear your fucking gorgeous words,
        As off they soar on wings of birds.

        Yes. Another one for you.
        Silly but from the heart 💝

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      2. Wait…are you published? And I am so shitty as to have not sought you out????????

        Share away darling. It’s yours. I adore you with a fiery passion than turns to smushy love when it reaches my heart and causes me tingles when it tickles my other parts!!!! 😂😂😂

        Kiss kiss love love hugs hug hug 😍😍😍💕💕💕❤️❤️💜❤️❤️

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