Summary: Tess is Thinking again. Companion to Dreaming Sweet Dreams.
This story is dedicated to DramaticStarlet. For helping the stick emerge from the mud.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Tess lies, once again
on her sheets
staring at the blank wood ceiling
In the early morning hours.
o
Back to Thinking
about a certain girl
Whose name has been
Soaring
Around her head
o
A girl who she could
Manipulate
Control
Blackmail, possibly
Into giving Tess a chance.
o
Futilely, Tess wishes
occasionally
that she could
have Her
kiss Her
make Her scream
o
Because She is
Perfect
Well, maybe just a little
dented
But for Tess, it's a step above
Broken.
o
Tess fantasizes as she
Thinks
About how good it would
Feel
to let Her embrace
all the holes,
Connected by the fault lines
that make up who she is.
o
To allow Her wholesomeness, Her
unBroken self to
Seep in and reach past
the sharp, jagged edges and fill
All the little cracks and fissures
o
The dawn creeps into
the tiny cabin
casting a rosy, golden glow
Illuminating the occupants
o
Mitchie is snoring softly, and looking
Perfect,
as usual.
o
Tess itches to brush
The stray hair
off of her gorgeous face.
o
Instead, she heaves over, tangling herself in her sheets,
to stare at the blank cabin wall.
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Tess knows that Mitchie is the
One thing she can never
touch.
o
Because to allow someone so unBroken to be with her
Means to shatter them.
Alright, the perfectionist in me is screaming not to post this, but I'm gonna give it a shot. What do you all think? Serendipity545. (Hint: I appreciate reviews.)