Stolen Nights









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#4 in my Phobia Series, (I have no idea how long this will go on for. :P) A veryyy short piece on 'pistanthrophobia' and love. (No, not the fear of pistachios, I assure you.) Written whilst listening to Dean Lewis' 'Be Alright'. Thank you for reading. <3

Stolen Nights

P I S T A N T H R O P H O B I A

P I S T A N T H R O P H O B I A is the fear of trusting people due to bad experiences with prior lovers.

We lived like vagabonds,

We lived like vagabonds, our vows being stolen whilst

We lived like vagabonds, our vows being stolen whilst thriving on borrowed time.

We lived like vagabonds, our vows being stolen whilst thriving on borrowed time. Appendages, we made camp

We lived like vagabonds, our vows being stolen whilst thriving on borrowed time. Appendages, we made camp in airtight assurance.

I put my cheek on your chest,

I put my cheek on your chest, expecting to hear

I put my cheek on your chest, expecting to hear the gentle thrum

I put my cheek on your chest, expecting to hear the gentle thrum that so gently murmurs

I put my cheek on your chest, expecting to hear the gentle thrum that so gently murmurs through a muted evening;

I put my cheek on your chest, expecting to hear the gentle thrum that so gently murmurs through a muted evening; like an autumnal garland.

But we seized the night

But we seized the night too soon,

But we seized the night too soon, drunk on the wistful wine

But we seized the night too soon, drunk on the wistful wine that is love.

Crashed and burned;

Crashed and burned; our crimes

Crashed and burned; our crimes were traced in crimson

Crashed and burned; our crimes were traced in crimson but our thieved tale

Crashed and burned; our crimes were traced in crimson but our thieved tale forgotten.

"When memories burn fingers at the touch, how is one expected to love once more?"

"When memories burn fingers at the touch, how is one expected to love once more?" -Iqra

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