↳’‘Don’t be kind to me. Don’t apologize. I wouldn’t have minded if you blamed me, hurt me, accused me of any crime. If you didn’t, I would keep taking advantage of it. I would lean on this reality you speak of, and I would keep excusing myself to no end.’’
You found yourself waiting by your phone at midnight more often than not these days. Waiting for his text. Waiting for him to tell you the coast was clear and it was safe. Safe to finally be together, to be alone. That’s how it had to be. For now.
hey, you up ?
You jump as your text tone goes off. It’s him. Your heart skips a beat, possibly two as you pick up your phone.
I took sneaky photos in the museum today.
This is copper body armour embellished with a Medusa head dating back to the 3rd Century BC.
It’s extremely hard to believe that someone once wore it that long ago.