it had been a few seconds as I wept in his clean hoodie.
I sat myself back up.
all we could do was stare.
I can't take it anymore.
in a moment of need, I wrapped my arms around the boys neck and pulled him in.
the kiss was messy.
full of desperation and regret.
his lips were cold.
his hands laid in his lap, barely moving.
this isn't how I wanted it to go.
I slowly pulled away in embarrassment, not making eye contact.
he brings his hand to his lips and brushes them with his thumb.
he lightly smirks.
"I'm real sor-"
I go to apologize but he quickly shuts me up.
this kiss way better than the last.
there's was passion and purpose.
his nose pushed roughly against mine as he leaned in further.
his lips getting warmer and warmer.
his hand rested on my jawline.
I bring mine from his chest down to his waist.
he wraps his whole arm around my neck keeping me pulled in.
I was struggling to breathe at this point.
it doesn't matter.
my hand slipped under the base of his hoodie, touching his bare skin.
the boy shivered under the touch.
he finally pulls away and we both catch our breathe.
"wow."
was all he could say.
I fall back onto the mattress.
wow indeed.
I love this boy.
