The worst nights are the best nights.<\/p>\n
Nights where you\u2019re at my side, where we are wicked and roguish, smiles sharing secrets, arm in arm, where it\u2019s you and me against the world.<\/p>\n
Nights where the heat of your skin warms me, where we move slow and sweet, your eyes on mine, battered hearts to bruised souls, where the universe dims and fades away.<\/p>\n
The best nights are the worst nights.<\/p>\n
When I wake, the connection is lost. The lifeline severed. I want to hang my head in my hands and weep until I drown. Without you, the world, in all its savagery, assaults me and the universe laughs because I exist, and you do not.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The worst nights are the best nights. Nights where you\u2019re at my side, where we are wicked and roguish, smiles sharing secrets, arm in arm, where it\u2019s you and me against the world. Nights where the heat of your skin warms me, where we move slow and sweet, your eyes on mine, battered hearts to bruised souls, where the universe dims and fades away. The best nights are the worst nights. When I wake, the connection is lost. The lifeline severed. I want to hang my head in my hands and weep until I drown. Without you, the world, in … <\/p>\n