What happens when you're just a story written under the moonlit sky? What happens when the only boy you love becomes a faded memory of just someone you used to know? What happens when you can't get your heart back, but that boy left you tattered and...
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His lips caressed mine and it felt like a kiss of goodbye journal. The way his lips collided with my own and made a home inside my flesh. Like he was awakening me and killing me in the same instant. His hands tightened in my hair as he angled my face to where he wanted me. Journal he said he would take my firsts, but so far, he is just my first kiss. I can't fathom another being everything to me. I can't fathom him being everything to another girl. I have loved him since I was fourteen journal. Yet I never told him. Too vulnerable. Too insecure to place my already breaking heart in his rough hands. I wonder if he loves me or if he just cares about me. I wonder so many things that I'm afraid I won't ever know the answers to journal. The only truth I know is how I feel about him and the way his kiss leaves me wanting for more than anything else in this world.
