HOME | DD

Description
Meanwhile, the one she had fallen in love with was miles away, holding himself as well as he closed his eyes and held the chilling air of where he wanted her, in his arms.
His eyebrows furrowed together as he opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling.
He took in a deep breath of cold air that burned his lungs so he took another breath.
He bit his lowerlip and felt the feeling of want squeeze his heart as he knew that she was so far away from him and there was nothing neither of them could do.
He felt numb, the only thing left with feeling was his heart that continued to be squeezed.
He then looked around the room, the room he was in was a ballroom.
It was hollow and every noise he made such as the rustle of his clothing echoed all around him, unlike the girl who was thinking lovingly of him, he had no one with him.
No pet, just his shadow that came from the moonlight that lit the room dimly.
He sat up, his hands at his sides and he continued to think of her.
Her voice...the way she talked to him...how much he wanted to be with her...everything.
He looked down at the ground of the ballroom and as he did a soft rustling echoed softly off the walls.
"Baby..." he whispered softly, softly enough so that the walls couldn't even echoe him.
He then fell backwards on his back and laid there, listening to the sounds of the humming radiator and the feeling of his heart pounding against his chest.
He had then closed his eyes and finally felt the soft warmth of the heat come from the vents and he lay there, not feeling her warmth as tears slowly fell down his cheek.
"My hands can't touch her anymore...my voice can't reach her anymore,"
These words he had whispered as he held up his hands and examined them closely. He then laid them back down at his side and close his eyes as the tears had dripped down his collarbone and disapered into his shirt.
These feelings were the last before he too had fallen asleep.

Description
Meanwhile, the one she had fallen in love with was miles away, holding himself as well as he closed his eyes and held the chilling air of where he wanted her, in his arms.
His eyebrows furrowed together as he opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling.
He took in a deep breath of cold air that burned his lungs so he took another breath.
He bit his lowerlip and felt the feeling of want squeeze his heart as he knew that she was so far away from him and there was nothing neither of them could do.
He felt numb, the only thing left with feeling was his heart that continued to be squeezed.
He then looked around the room, the room he was in was a ballroom.
It was hollow and every noise he made such as the rustle of his clothing echoed all around him, unlike the girl who was thinking lovingly of him, he had no one with him.
No pet, just his shadow that came from the moonlight that lit the room dimly.
He sat up, his hands at his sides and he continued to think of her.
Her voice...the way she talked to him...how much he wanted to be with her...everything.
He looked down at the ground of the ballroom and as he did a soft rustling echoed softly off the walls.
"Baby..." he whispered softly, softly enough so that the walls couldn't even echoe him.
He then fell backwards on his back and laid there, listening to the sounds of the humming radiator and the feeling of his heart pounding against his chest.
He had then closed his eyes and finally felt the soft warmth of the heat come from the vents and he lay there, not feeling her warmth as tears slowly fell down his cheek.
"My hands can't touch her anymore...my voice can't reach her anymore,"
These words he had whispered as he held up his hands and examined them closely. He then laid them back down at his side and close his eyes as the tears had dripped down his collarbone and disapered into his shirt.
These feelings were the last before he too had fallen asleep.