I knew it was going to be dangerous, but I did it anyway.
I handed her the knife.
She twisted it in my gut.
"Thank you," I said. "Thank you, for torturing me as only you can."
With my dying breath, as she twisted the knife in my gut, I thanked her.
I knew it was going to be dangerous, but I did it anyway. This was what I wanted.
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment