This story is sort of an odd one. I was at a loss for what to write so I wrote this. Alot of it is based on lyrics from the band 'Neutral Milk Hotel.'

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I could taste the fear in his sweat as I kissed him over and over again. He kept repeating over and over again - "If we do this, our lives might as well be over."
I didnt listen.

I undressed him in pale moonlight, his pure skin bathed in the subtle glow. He had always seemed so untouchable; yet now here I sat, my gray eyes taking in every part of the Boy Who Lived.

I'm dying in his arms tonight. When he put his arms around me, I felt the blood run through my cheeks. And an eeriness surrounded when his tongue began to speak, "Oh boy you are so pretty."

And when I kissed him again the whole world began to ring, lost like a bell thats tipping over. With two cracks along both sides.

The grass was wet and cold beneath my bare skin, yet I did not care. He hesitated before helping me undress. But no one was watching us.
We were alone underneath our stars, with only the sounds of the night for company.

Here we lay, our bodies entwining underneath the black night sky. It smelled like rain tonight. I had always liked the rain and how it washed everything away. It was almost like starting over...

I could feel his velvet tongue slide over my skin. "Oh Harry," I whispered, "Far way from here, we could be who we are and no one would care."
He looked up at me, that unruly brown hair falling into his eyes, "I know. Where life is-"
"Always sunny," I said smiling, "And spring, and green forever...Oh God Harry"
But right now we move to feel for ourselves like we are inside some stranger's stomach -
I hated keeping us a secret. I hated lying to my father. "Here," he whispered into my ear, "Lay here." He took me into his arms again, "Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine."

All I ever wanted was silver and spinning. Out from his arms and into the very pit of his heart was where I longed to stay. So simply and softly we'd flow. On and on.
I let him touch me anywhere and everywhere.

I knew he loved me. And I knew he meant it.

I realized that there was beauty in everything that night.
Even in the breakdown.