~ an extended metaphor
one second too long could turn a look into a stare. one second could be the difference between having you and losing you. one second longer could break what we have already, one second less would keep everything the same. hidden. one second more could reveal all, leaving me bare with nothing to hide behind. one second less could only build the shield in front of me, keeping everything safe and steady. if one second was to change what we have, would i feel regret? and for which option would that dreadful regret be for.
how can everything we know be changed, all in one, stupid second?
e.h <3
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a collection of love metaphors
Poetrya small collection of extended metaphors that i've written, solely based on love and it's adventures
