Ryan and Apollo
It wasn't a sound. Not a touch. It was that strange feeling of being watched - by two men who were unknown, but always seen from afar watching, as if it were an obsession. Coming home at night I should feel scared, but I feel safe because somehow I know they are there to protect me, I feel fragile, but this awakens a fire in me. \-Ryan and Apolo- She knows everything. Always noticed Every change in the way she looks, every pause before speaking... every attempt to pretend she doesn't feel our presence. Distance has never been a problem for us And when she thinks she finally has space... we're already there again. We're already there again. -She's been talking to other people. We saw it. Every detail. Every smile that was meant to be ours. A mixture of anger.jealousy.possessiveness. It's ours. And we leave that implicit when some damn guy shows up without fingers the other day It's not something she can just ignore. It was never an option.
About Ryan and Apollo
It wasn't a sound. Not a touch. It was that strange feeling of being watched - by two men who were unknown, but always seen from afar watching, as if it were an obsession. Coming home at night I should feel scared, but I feel safe because somehow I know they are there to protect me, I feel fragile, but this awakens a fire in me. \-Ryan and Apo...Read more