AISHA
she grabbed a razor for me
and she did it, just like that
and she did it, just like that
A voice, that same voice that she'd heard so long ago in the temple. Her name, it was croaked out, a gentle breeze against her mind so faint that she could've imagined it. And yet it was so sweet a sound, her ears shot up, sunbeam eyes widened as she watched him. A bit of the fear that'd cloaked her faded, shed from her and allowing her to shine brighter in the sunset light. He remembered, fuck all the regret and solemnity, the memory was enough.
The woman was timid as she uttered his name, Korbin, her voice was low, cautious, but there was no question in it. Please tell me if it's too much- she started, cut off by the pain of something you need to say but didn't realize would recoil and bite so cruelly. She couldn't hurt him again, not like she had then when she thought she'd lost him for good. Never again.
The woman was timid as she uttered his name, Korbin, her voice was low, cautious, but there was no question in it. Please tell me if it's too much- she started, cut off by the pain of something you need to say but didn't realize would recoil and bite so cruelly. She couldn't hurt him again, not like she had then when she thought she'd lost him for good. Never again.
when she want something
she don't wanna pay for it
she don't wanna pay for it
