animalstalkinginallcaps:

SO, HOW’S SCHOOL?

I met a girl.

RUN. RUN AS FAR AWAY AS YOU CAN. RUN, LEST YOUR HEART BE BROKEN AND YOUR DREAMS SHATTERED. RUN, THAT YOU MAY BE SPARED THE INIQUITY OF PLEADING FOR CLOSURE, THE MISERY OF A THOUSAND SLEEPLESS NIGHTS BEGGING FOR THE SCENT OF HER HAIR, THE FEEL OF HER HEART BENEATH THE SOFT BONES OF HER CHEST. RUN, OR BE DESTROYED, AT LEAST IN PART, BY THAT WHICH YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND NOR TAME.

Her name’s Shelly.

YEAH, SORRY. I MIGHT HAVE BEEN PROJECTING A BIT THERE.

Published by J.L. Jarvis

Left-handed opera singer/teacher/lawyer who writes romance novels. What's next? Sign up for my new release newsletter at http://news.jljarvis.com/.