Suicide – Erotic and sex stories for adults

You stood opposite me. Without saying anything. You seemed to have nothing to say, there is nothing to remember. Everything was only a game for you. But you lost without learning how to love. Your game began with the very first meeting, from the very first glance, which forever picked me to you. For what? Why are those happy minutes spent together, what are you afraid to remember now.

The last day with you. Near. Your eyes, previously blue, are now cast by grayness and indifference.Indifference was clearly loomed on the face.

The last time I looked at you. Beloved.Caught every movement of your beautiful eyelashes, sexy lips.I loved everything in you. I did not play.

The heart was filled with fear and uncertainty.I didn’t want you to say these words to recognize in the game. So fabulous and so real.Did not want to hear these words, scribbled with fragments in my heart.

But you did not care. You said them. You admitted.In an instant, you destroyed the world that I tried to build for you.Love scattered to smithereens. Happiness can no longer be returned. Yes, and it makes no sense. It was ghostly. Like you.

We can’t save us anymore. And you are running. For a minute you are scared, and then… Lets go. You escaped. You are not sorry. Me.

Of my love. My devotion. You don’t need.You are used to being alone. And this is all the game. She will get in. Soon… The door closed behind you. The cold enveloped the body. I will love you. Forever.

I settle on a fluffy carpet. I feel good and warm. And not scary. And it does not hurt. I close my eyes. The small black dot begins to approach. At first she flares up, and then fades. And disappears. Like my life.

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