He stands by the window watching the sunset. I could see his beautiful back from the disappearing light of the sun. He's tall body, broad shoulders, strong biceps and that sweet full ass.
He's molded by the gods, a wonderful being created from perfection.
I walked to him slowly and slipped my hand to hug his hard abdomin as I leaned my body to his back and kissed his shoulders. I felt him shiver as I press my lips to his shoulders.
Then he turned to me and lifted me to let me sit in the edge of the window facing me to him. I felt him spread my legs to place himself between them. His hands on my waist as he leaned closer to my face and kiss my lips tenderly. "Vivian" He said my name with a soft moan.
I closed my eyes as I savour the moment with him. But when I opened it, he disappeared like a wind. I felt a knife stabbed in my heart. Pain and Sorrow envelope me. I felt tears falling from my eyes, as I whispered his name. "Jared"
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I heard loud ring in the whole room as I tried to shut it down. I opened my eyes to find it but it was to dark. So my hands crawled to my bedside table and caught the thing causing the irritating sound. I pressed the top button and silence grew in my room.
I shivered as I felt the cold wind entering my room. It feels like the darkness is trying to eat me. I heard the sound of the wind wooshing through the window, the branches of the tree rattling and the rain pouring on top of my roof.
I was alone. I've been like this for 5 years now. Alone and lonely.
I looked at the time, its just 4:00am. I groaned as I slap my back again in my soft bed, put my fore arm on top my eyes and throw a long sigh. It's been 5 years now but why do I kept dreaming about him? Why can't I just forget that face? Those soft lips? Those gray-green eyes?
I groaned again in frustration as I sat down in my bed. A hot shower will do great in swiping these thoughts away.
"I hate you for leaving me" I said to myself as I went to the bathroom.
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