Figment of Imagination



He could've been just anyone, but he wasn't just anyone. His darkness matched mine. His pain was like mine. Clever with quick witty humor that drew me in. It was almost like I had no choice. I fell into the fast replies to my sarcasm. Someone who actually can handle me and not get offended. He matched mine, word for word.

Devilishly handsome, but that isn't what keeps me. No, I'm not one for looks. Trying to figure this man out is almost impossible. I'm a quick judge of character and overtime I bragged about being so good at it. Until him. This man is a mystery. He can pull you close and push you away within the same breathe.

I know deep down, all my instincts tell me to run.Everything within me, tells me this will burn me.

He could make me laugh even if I didn't want to, but men like that are dangerous and dangerous usually means heartbreak and trouble.

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