Hey this is Silence Draped In Silk bringing you my new story, I'll Still Love You. This was based off of my feelings from an old relationship and my parents relationship. I had to love somebody as they loved another. And I was having this discussion with my mother about marriage and I thought that there wasn't any love in my parent relationship anymore, that it sort of faded, but my mom told me 'I still lvoe your father, I'll always love him. Even if we argue, I'll always love him.' And that made me write this, this will be a multi chap fic. Read and Review. No Flames, this one is close to my heart. Enjoy

Silence Draped In Silk

I’ll still love you in the mornings

I’ll still love you in the mornings. Those mornings… they almost seem magical. The sun, like little snakes slither its way through the crack and dark crevices. Through the thick velvet curtains they peek out and dance across our faces rousing us from our pleasant dreams, to face another day of hardships. I yawn, you stretch our eyes meet, the hold then turn away in hate. We don’t want to feel what we feel, our scarred bleeding hearts packaged in salt. I sigh as you rise from the bed, straight and graceful as always. You stride towards the bathroom, and lock the door behind you, the sound of the running shower breaking me from my trance. I find myself smiling, knowing that even though we have to face today’s problems, we had overcome yesterdays.

I’ll still love you in the shower

I'll still love you in the shower. The scent of you still lingers here, and I find myself sitting on the edge of the bathtub remembering your smell. You smell of fresh soap and sweet maple trees, the scent lingers everywhere. It wraps itself around me and I snuggle in the warmth of it. I turned on the shower and sighed happily at the sound of the running water. I faced the huge mirror on the bathroom wall, and frowned at what I saw looking back at me. The reflection I once cherished had become what I hated. All of this ‘beauty’ and I couldn’t make my husband love me anymore? I must not be as beautiful as I thought. As I shredded my clothes and stepped into the hot shower, I left my anger, loneliness and depression behind. But it’d be back soon enough, as soon as I stepped out of this shower. Instead of water I felt as if I bathed in joy, happiness and love, love for you crashed upon me like raindrops in a storm, I was surrounded and suffocated by it. As the shower draws to a close and I step out those feeling wrap around me like a rope, chaffing my skin. I let my hands drift upon the cold tile, and thought of the other woman you had brought into this shower and made love to. Sorrow became my flesh and I felt it every moment.

Okay well there you go, hope you enjoyed it so far. Review! No Flames! lol. Later

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