Chapter 7: Mask Chapter by beccalovesyuge

Summary:

I am sewing a mask.


I am sewing a mask.

I wonder what he feels like beneath that warm leather.

I hear his footsteps above my head.

I see his beautifully strange cat eyes.

I want to see his real eyes.

I am sewing a mask.

I pretend I'm not lying to him.

I feel guilty.

I touch the leather of his gift,

I worry he will hate me in the end.

I cry thinking about that.

I am sewing a mask.

I understand if he does hate me.

I say that I will cross that bridge then.

I dream it doesn't come.

I try to enjoy our stolen time together.

I hope he accepts his leather gift.

I am sewing a mask.