DEVIL YOU KNOW
Max Henry
Cover Design: LM Creations
Cover Model: Lance Jones
Cover Model: Lance Jones
**BLURB**
Love.
How do you define it?
I guess it’s up to the individual. Love can be a sweet gesture of flowers
on your anniversary. Love can
be a meal waiting at home after a
long day at work. Love can be a gentle caress. Or the unspoken words in your lover’s eyes.
Love isn’t a
backhand, given because of a warm beer. Love
isn’t
wearing long-sleeves to hide
bruises from the ladies at the supermarket.
I thought I’d never experience
love. Such emotion didn’t seem to fit with what I had—who
I was.
But he stepped in, and showed me
his.
He pulled me
from the dark abyss I had lost myself to, and showed me
the simple things which could bring such joy. Sun on my face. The smell
of fresh coffee. Colours in the autumn leaves. All the little things.
He shows me
these things, but he doesn’t share in them. He
knows happiness, but he doesn’t feel it. He will give
love, but never accept it.
He saved me.
Now it’s my turn to return the
favour …
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