Risk of Love

not the original version i wrote but i accidently deleted that one so i improvised with what i remembered >.>' based off a conflict i was recently experiencing

Her fingers traced stainless porcelain

A dull mumbling barely registering to her ears

as she tried to drown out everything

Dark hair covered her face from view but she could hardly care

Her heart lying torn in two

Something within her pulling to stay in the past

But something else itching to break away

Letting out a light and readjusting herself on her desk

peaking slightly from behind the curtain of strands at the figure beside her

a light hum escaping her lips as she marveled at him secretly

Seeing him move to tear his eyes away from his work

She bolted upright instantly her gaze flying out the window

Hoping that no one noticed her betraying emotions

That no one could see the blush staining her pale skin

Biting her lip in agitation

He moved passed her vision and she visibly relaxed

Letting go of the breath she didn't know she was holding

She hated that about her

She hated her self cautious nature

Hated the fact that it drained her of any ounce of courage

But most of all she hated this game her heart yearned for

this deadly game of risk

because she knew one more bad move

and the fragile shield she put to hold herself together

would collapse to pieces

and she'd give into the darkness

that she feared the most...

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems, wasn't sure what genre to use