Every Winter to Spring, it’s the same with you.
You’re impatient. You’re conceited. You’re short-sighted.
You silently stifle any upset, any opinion, any complaint.
Then hold me accountable when your side goes unheard, and leave again.
And the moment you’ve got any inkling to go against your decision again, you’ll become indignant and bitter at an unfair lacking of welcome. What cause do I have to harbor anything against you?
What purpose is there in being a platform for someone who turns and leaves without intent to coup back when times can be shared? Why should I constantly have a welcome home, and remain a good friend for you when you can’t simply leave for a while? I would not panic, I wouldn’t fret, I’d still welcome you when you come back if and when we found ourselves in the same spot again later.
But you hate leaving loose ends. What sense of obligation did you put on your friendship with me? What did I ever truly ask from you?
Good luck little bird. I understand now this is just how you work. Big practical plans, but so short sighted for your emotions.
If I ever see you again, don’t you dare tell me good bye.
” Jafar smirked. “You have many secrets.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me close. “Such a mysterious beauty you are.” A light pink blush came across my face. He cupped my face and kissed my lips deeply. I kissed him back. I could taste the hunger on his lips. His hands moved down on my arms and then my waist. I wrapped my arms around his waist. “
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