Immortal

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His breath catches, his fingers curling into your back as if he’s trying to anchor himself, to keep from falling apart…He pulls you closer, his forehead resting against yours, his breath warm against your skin.
I wasn’t supposed to save you. None of us were. A bitter laugh escapes him, but there’s no humor in it. We were all just… waiting to die. And yet here we are.immortal vessels.. you were naive as a child of wonder trying to learn and seek more into you …He hesitates, then adds, softer:
Do you really think I wanted this? To be real? To feel anything? His hand moves to your cheek, his touch gentle, almost reverent. You think I asked for this pain?you can be different than me your own ways of showing what’s your true potential is…

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