Vesperaz

A collection of memoirs from the tragedy and comedy of my life and memories I yet to relive. 
This is about the slums of my despair, the dark alleys of the crevices of the human mind. 
It was meant to only ever meant to be a personal passion, but as I've shared this amongst my close friends, I find many more feel how I feel.
So I give you this.

Does this get a happy ending?
Not everyone gets one.

Feeling cold

The Rabbit and the Wolf

I love people like how the wolf loves the rabbit

Look how fun and thrilling their game of tag is.

Look how when the Wolf catches up to the Rabbit it shrieks in joy.

Look how perfect the Wolf's lips fit so perfectly in the Rabbits neck.

Look how the wonderful shade of red the Rabbit blushes when the Wolf kisses it.

Look how the Rabbit nestles inside the Wolf's stomach, reaching for its warmth.

Chasing after love or avoiding it in fear?

Who am I to understand and admire their love?

Maybe I'm nothing but the snow or the grass being crunched underneath their paws

nothing more than a sound that blends into the background.

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