Wrap your teeth around the pavement

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." She shook her head. Paused, as his hand ghosted over her arm. The warmth of it lingered in the other places he had touched, and she could still taste him on her tongue. A sweet, lingering flavor she realized would haunt her for a long time. "No need to thank me for that. I did it because I wanted to. Not to be nice," she told him quietly. Maea ached to lean into that gentle touch, to take back everything she'd just said, stop herself before this became irreversible. For a moment she teetered, uncertain.... But then be turned away, reached for his drink, and the moment was gone. Drawing in a shaky breath she picked up her bags, slung one over the shoulder and took the other two in each hand. "I did it... because I love you." If it all were to end here, then she at least wanted him to know that. How very deeply she truly cared. At the very least, she could give him that. Free of charge. No strings attached.