Small Sweet Stories

I will wait

More than a thousand thoughts ran through my mind as his dark chocolate eyes stared into mine. He brought his hands up to my face and gently placed them on my flushed cheeks. I was at loss for words. I felt defenseless, exposed, vulnerable. Yet his soft pink lips silenced my previous panicking thoughts as they were carefully placed on my wine red lips. It was a quick, but deep kiss. As I pulled away to look at his gorgeous face, he smirked at me, showing his cute dimples. They were small, but noticeable. I giggled at the sight of his, now quite darkened, lips, telling him my lipstick rubbed off on him. Yet, he only placed his index and middle finger on his lips, as if remembering what had just occured, smirk dying down. He looked at me with a mysterious and intense expression, before leaping out of my window. I knew it would be a long time before I would get the opportunity to see him again, but I will wait as long as I have to, for him.