Lost in Yesterday

Chapter 1

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Yesterday, how much I desire to just stay there and lay my head above your lap with your fingers slowly combing through the tiny bit of strands in my hair. You telling me sweet and enchanting words through those luscious lips.

It was perfect— it was something I could go back into. But in this reality, that isn't even possible to begin with. But I am already lost in yesterday— lost within the world we've created.

You told me you wouldn't love another but you proved it wrong. Now you're here, strings attached to one another.

Tomorrow, I might turn sober. Maybe yesterdays didn't even happen— or did it once happen. Are our hands actually locked together? Am I really feeling the softness of the skin around your hand? Are you really in love with me?

I still remember everything. I remember your body pinning towards mine, your eyes striking through my own, your lips pressing against mine— our souls touching like it's even possible.

Your name is still audible through my sanity. Leonor.. Leonor.. Leonor.. It screams for you, my love.

I was actually doing fine without you. Nevertheless, I never regretted it anyway. I felt happy with you eventually— I immediately got used to your existence. 

Your hair is all over the bed, your lips stretched from side to side, your hands cupping my face, and I am on top of you— It was all I can ever imagine through tomorrow.

"I don't think I'll ever regret this." The words I whispered towards you the night it all happened. The yesterday night where we were just alone together— a world where we can everlastingly reside.

"I won't either." That was your response to it.

My teeth went visible as the corner of my lips stretches from side to side as well, revealing one saccharine smile. But I was still doubtful, so unsure.

Are you really mine now? Or is this some kind of trick being played inside of my mind?

I remember looking at you again, glancing at your pulchritudinous features under the dim surroundings of the room, you looked so peaceful— so ataractic. 

I don't want to bother you anymore, so I wrapped my arm around you and pulled your body closer to me, letting myself feel the warmth of your naked skin against mine. Embracing you was the only way I can feel free. 

And that, my love, I am now lost in yesterday.

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