SierraBlackney
I'm a teenage writer with a passion for writing the truth, but I enjoy writing as a whole.
The kisses. The way your body melted with mine. The heat in the room caused by our love. Love. A word that's tossed around so freely. I never should have associated you with that word. You used my love to fill your void, leaving me holding my hands against a hole in my chest. I felt like Alice, drowning in my own tears and sorrow as I tried to forget you.
Days turn to weeks, turn to months, turn to years. I saw light at the end of the dark, cold tunnel. It was warm. The damage you caused was fixed. I found someone who loved me naturally, instead of for desire. Someone took this miserable girl, and turned her into a queen. You may have won the game, but I got my life back. And that's the better prize.